sbn is used to always being in control during sex, always seems to be the one taking charge. he supposes due to his size it’s what his partners expect of him. and it’s okay, he doesn’t mind that much. he likes taking care of his partners, likes that he’s being trusted like this.
but sometimes he wishes he could be the one someone is taking care of, wishes he could just let himself go, wishes he doesn’t have to think and that someone would just tell him what to do. he doesn’t know how to bring it up though. it doesn’t feel right for some reason, after+
all this time, asking to switch just like that. sbn knows that these are just his own insecurities talking, he knows there’s nothing wrong or shameful about what he wants, but he’s still hesitant. it takes him a lot of courage to bring it up to ynjvn, which it really shouldn’t+
because ynjvn has already seen everything of him. but he’s always the one in charge, so when he brings it up to ynjvn, he’s half expecting the other to say no, but instead ynjvn seems to actually enjoy the thought of getting to take control. he seems even more excited when+
sbn tells him he wants to try being handcuffed while they have sex, that he wants to be at ynjvn’s complete mercy. and sbn is relieved because ynjvn really is the only person he’s trusting enough to do this. and now here he is, on his bed and on his knees, handcuffs around his+
wrists. his heart is pounding in his chest, but he’s excited. he lets ynjvn guide him, lets the other manipulate his body into different positions without questioning it or even thinking twice about it. and then he’s on his back and ynjvn is sinking down on his dick, slowly+
and hands on sbn’s chest to keep himself steady. it’s the first time since they started that sbn feels his hands twitching, he wants to reach out and touch. ynjvn’s waist or his thighs or anywhere really. but ynjvn notices his moving and he holds sbn’s wrists down over his head+
keeping him from moving. it shouldn’t make sbn tremble like this, but the image of ynjvn on top of him, almost scolding him for misbehaving, is just so hot. sbn is almost embarrassed because he can feel the blush on his cheeks extend to his chest but then ynjvn is telling him+
how pretty he looks like this and sbn keens at the compliment. he wants to be good for ynjvn, he decides and so he tries not to move his hands anymore, tries to help satisfy ynjvn by moving his hips only, almost clumsily trying to fuck up into him because he can’t hold onto+
anything to steady himself. but it seems to work and ynjvn is praising him again and then it doesn’t take either of them much longer to cum and sbn’s brain is foggy and it takes him a while to register that ynjvn has taken off the handcuffs, rubbing over the red marks they left+
behind, soothing him and telling him how good he was and that he’s proud of sbn. and sbn smiles, he feels satisfied, warm and loved. he hopes that this is how ynjvn usually feels after they had sex because this is perfect. everything he could’ve wished for.