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Dirty distractions.

Post Date: 1st August 2022 Content: Smut - PENTAGON Kino x Reader WC: 2.7K TW?: Dom!Kino/ Sub!Reader/ Studio Sex/ Masterbating/ Hand on throat/ Little bit of degrading/ Praise/ Profanities/ Foreplay (Giving and recieving/ Penetration Request?: Yes Masterlist Prompt list

Prompts: 65 - “Be quiet” 74 - “Tell me what you want right now” 116 - “You’re trouble”

Kino’s been locked in the studio since the early hours of dawn, and as much as you knew it was part of his work, you couldn’t help but cave into the urge to visit him at work, just to ensure that he’s looking after himself whilst he’s busy. Though, you knew him too well. He wouldn’t have eaten since leaving early this morning, the ideas of work controlling his ability to even think of anything else other than getting that one song done to complete the album that he’s been working on for days.

On your way to the building, you notice a new bakery that was due to close fairly soon, interested in seeing if they by any chance had anything that you could pick up to surprise your boyfriend. With luck on your side, they had a few options, but all that you picked out had to be complimented with his favourite coffee, couldn’t go into a cafe without picking one up.

“I really hope he likes these treats,” you mumble to yourself, clutching the goods close to your chest as you head towards the door of the CUBE building.

It must’ve seemed like you were full of luck today, considering that a few of his members were in the lobby, quick to notice you approaching the door with full hands, Hui rushing towards the door, propping it open for you.

With a soft smile, he nods at you, knowing exactly what you were about to ask, “He’s in studio 12, hasn’t come out of that room at all yet today,” he scoffs, amused by your eye roll.

“Of course,” you huff in reply, “I could’ve never guessed, thank you Hui, see you in a bit!”.

Cutting the chit-chat short, you rush to the studio, using your elbow to open the door. Considering of how much noise you were making with slight cusses and sounds of trying to open the door, Kino was oblivious to it all, headphones blocking out any external sounds from behind him. Noticing a space on the table beside him, you carefully put down his food and coffee, wasting no time in throwing your arms around him, making him jump slightly.

“Ya! What-” he bites bitterly, calming down instantly when he realises who’s around him, “Sorry baby girl... What are you doing here?” a look of confusion is received as you let loose of your grip around him, smiling sweetly, rushing to grab the treats and coffee off the table.

“I bought you these!!” you excited squeal, “I know you haven’t eaten since you left this morning, so you’re going to eat now, whilst im here,” you tell him, a hint of bossiness coming through and Kino raises an eyebrow.

“Thank you, baby, I’ll have those in a bit. I’m really busy,” he softly denies the treats, tapping the space on the desk for you to put them there. You do as he indicates but with a pout on your lips, “Kino, please eat now,” you beg lightly, his face dropping.

Not only was it the way that you used his name, but he knew that you weren’t up for a debate, taking hold of the coffee as he takes a sip. He unintentionally keeps eye contact with you as he does so, picking up the panini that you’ve picked for him, and taking bites of it. The way he does this comes off as sarcastic but that really wasn’t his intention, he just wanted to make you happy watching him eat so you knew he had something.

“Mind if I stay here until you finish? I’m a little lonely in the house,” you ask, bottom lip poking out as he nods reluctantly, “Sure, but I really do have to get this song done. I’ve worked on it long enough already,” he replies, cheeks filled with food.

With toned-down excitement, you hop over to the couch, take a seat and pull out a book from your bag, “I won’t make a peep, I promise. You won’t even know I’m here,” you giggle, receiving the sweetest smile off him, rolling over on his chair to kiss your forehead tenderly and cupping your cheek before putting his attention back onto his work.

Out of the corner of your eye, catching your attention and bringing it away from your book, you notice him pulling up his jumper sleeves. The way his hands rested on the desk and his fingers typing away on the keyboard in front of him, makes them tense up a little with every slight bit of movement, veins popping out. You didn’t realise how attractive his hands and arms were until that moment, appreciating the slightest bit of muscle flexing, probably a bit too much as you catch yourself biting your lip at the sight.

Attempting to avert your attention away from this, you try to read over the line you’ve probably read 10 times over, but the inability to focus on continuing frustrates you. Kino has no idea what could possibly be going through your head at this moment and time, too focused on the software in front of him and his eyes glued to the screen. As you watch him out of the corner of your eye, he removes his headphones briefly, pushing his hair back, his arm tensing as he does so.

“Fuck...” you hiss to yourself. Shaking your head viciously to get rid of the intruding thoughts of having his fingers inside of you instead of tapping away on the keyboard in front of him. You were lucky that he didn’t catch your hiss, unknowing of the situation as he puts the headphones back on.

Every time you looked over at him, you couldn’t help but let the lewd thoughts flood your mind, how you wished he gave oyu as much attention as he was doing for his work at the moment. You knew it was a bad idea considering anyone could walk in at any moment but as your thoughts continue to fog your brain, your hand trails down from the book, slipping under your jogging bottoms and underwear, carefully teasing your clit, trying not to make a sound.

The book falls out of your hands onto your stomach, trying to get comfortable on the couch to get better access to finger yourself, trying your absolute best to hold back any whimpers and moans. Your gaze was glued onto his arms and his hands, watching them as you relieve yourself, though catching yourself getting into it when a tiny whimper falls from your lips.

Conveniently, though he didn’t hear you, he takes a moment to look away from the screen, eyes widening when he turns around to see the sight of you toying with yourself. He gulps hard at the sight, in shock and disbelief, unsure of how to react fully at first.

“What are you doing?” he asks, making you jump, instinctively pulling your hand out from under your clothing.

Your wide eyes meet with his, mouth agape from the sudden realisation that he’s probably been watching you for a little longer than you thought. Shaking with anticipation with how this could turn out with him, your cheeks flush red, but your clit burns to be touched again. Kino’s face drops, eyes going dark, you couldn’t tell if he was really annoyed, turned on, or better yet, both.

“Oh, you’re in trouble,” he growls, cocking his eyebrows up. If you didn’t know how he was going to react, you now didn’t know what he means by that. Have you annoyed him, or something else? Though at this point, you were so needy for him, you were willing to do what it had to take to get him away from the computer screen for a little while.

“What? Why? I haven’t done anything wrong?” you gasp dramatically, playing the innocent card, playing the doe eyes in an attempt to get your way with him.

“You haven’t done anything wrong? Why was your hand under your joggers, better yet, why were you whimpering whilst doing so? In my studio? You dirty girl,” he mocks, his tone lowering, watching you carefully to get a reaction out of you.

The minute he called you a dirty girl, your core throbs, pulsating at the words. “I didn’t do anything,” you attempt to say sweetly, but the minute you bite your lip says otherwise.

Forcing himself out of the chair, he struts over to you, leaning down as he hovers over you. His eyes don’t leave you, watching you crumble as he inches his face closer to yours, his breath soft on your face, sweet-smelling from the coffee he’s been sipping at for the last hour or so.

“Fingering yourself in the studio, to get my attention, hmm?” he snarls, making sure to keep eye contact with you to see how you act under him, “You do know there could be terrible consequences if you got caught right?”.

With a smirk creeping onto your face, and the attempt to keep your innocence up fails, “I didn’t do anything like that, I was reading my book,” you insisted, trying your absolute best to not smirk but you couldn’t help it.

You were actually getting attention and your morals were going out of the window at this point. You’ve done it everywhere in the house, in his friend’s bedroom, god, even in a park because you tested his patience so much. So the idea of playing it risky by doing it in a studio wouldn’t be any different to the last two.

“So what did you do? Better yet, tell me what you want,” he licks your bottom limp, yearning for a moan from you as his hand wraps around your throat, “You know you shouldn’t be here anyway, so what is it?”

These words make you completely crumble, reaching to get a kiss from him but he retracts, making a point known that you weren’t going to get anything until you answered him. So you did piss him off, but it could work in your favour if you behaved for him, not that you have done up until now.

“I want... you,” you gasp, legs shut tight, hoping to suppress the urge to touch yourself again but your core heats up even more, already soaking from the interaction making you so horny that you couldn’t really care if you get caught.

“Hmm, me, huh? I’m not sure if you deserve anything for being a bad girl,” he adds, a smirk almost making it onto his lips but going back to a straight face and his eyes stay dark.

The grip he has around your throat tightens, making you whimper, even more, reaching around to the back of his head in an attempt to bring him closer to you so you could kiss him, needy for his lips to be against yours at the very least.

“Will you behave if you get what you want?” he asks, still resisting the urge to give into you, fighting back every sexual thought that came into his head, also not opposed to the idea of having sex in the studio.

Nodding your head in reply to his question, he brushes his lip against yours, barely touching it but enough to get even more of a reaction from you. “Will you? Use your words doll,” he asks again, asserting his dominance by using his other hand to rub you through your joggers, forcing you to talk from the friction he’s causing.

“I’ll behave, I promise!” you cry, earning the touch of his lips against yours, though instead of easing you it into a makeout, he goes straight in, catching you off guard whilst his fingers press and rub you through the restrictive clothing.

You whimper on his lips, enjoying every second of this but needed something more than just his fingers through clothing. Using your hands, you unbuckle his belt, and unzip his jeans, pulling them down, palming his hard cock through his boxers before taking it out and stroking it.

“Hmm, that’s what you want, huh?” he mocks, raising an eyebrow as a smirk grows on his face, “It’s too risky,” he adds, trying to act like he hasn’t had thoughts about fucking you senseless in this room so many times as a stress reliever when work isn’t going his way.

“Please,” you whisper, almost inaudible when your whimpers push through, coming out louder than expected.

“Bend over,” he orders, loosening his grip from around your throat for you to do so, pulling down your underwear and joggers in one swift movement as you reveal your ass to him.

“Such a good girl,” he growls to himself, taking in the sight in front of him, watching your core glisten from the light of the monitor screen, “You’re so wet for me baby, that needy for me?” he asks teasingly, teasing the tip of his cock at your entrance, covering it in your juices.

As much as he wants to hold back to tease you, he knew there would be more of a risk of getting caught if he waited as much as he’d love to make you scream for him to fuck you senseless. The minute his tip aligns with your entrance, he trusts in harsher than you expected him to, making you yelp out in pleasure.

“Be quiet, or you’re not gonna get it,” he barks, ordering you as he grips the back of your throat, holding you there for a moment before thrusting into you again, your moans muffled by the way you bite down into your sleeved sound, barely audible.

The sound of skin slapping together would be enough of an indication that there was something dirty going on in the room but at this point, he didn’t care. His hips slam hard against your ass cheeks and top of your thighs, lewd sounds muffled as you try your best to stay as quiet as possible, Kino completely getting off by this.

He’s merciless with his thrusts, not giving you any chance to breathe as your mind and vision goes blurry, the powerful feeling of pleasure flowing through your body with every thrust he made, and it was purposeful. Though wasn’t a failed attempt to make you cum all over his cock within minutes, grabbing your hips tightly to pull you back into his thrusts, bringing you over the edge quicker than he’s ever done before.

“Good girl, doing so well,” he coos in a growl, slowing down his pace slightly to let you ride through your high, but he wasn’t done.

You expected what was coming, he wasn’t going to let it finish there without him getting some relief too, picking up his pace, slamming hard into you as your walls tense around him.

“Such a dirty slut, taking me so well in the studio where anyone could walk in at any time, tut tut,” he scoffs in amusement as he could hear the muffled screams that you made into your arm.

The way he had you, made him realise that he’s into restricting you like this more than he expected, as the need to cum becomes more prominent by the second.

His thrusts start to become choppy and slower, taking in the last moments of this before his release, giving you permission to be a bit more audiable to help him finish, but all you could do was breath heavily at this point, biting on your lip as the pleasure starts to overwhelm you.

“I’m gonna-” he warns, but as he releases his warm juices into you, his words get cut off but moans, his trusts completely slow down, but he still fucks you balls deep, to ensure that he doesn’t miss a drop.

Before pulling out, he reaches to grab you by the throat again, pulling you up to him, back rested against his chest, “You better not play these games with me again when I’m working, you got it?”. You whimper as you nod, deeply breathing in and sighing as he slowly pulls out, watching his cum ooze down your leg.

“Now lets go home, that was only the begginging. You were so naughty and need to be taught a lesson,” he adds, passing you tissues to help clean you up before rushing you to get dressed, saving his work and exiting the studio, but not before trying to hide any evidence of anything happening in the room.

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