MEAN.
Bully!namgyu x male!reader
summary: finally getting revenge on bully! Nam-gyu after years of torment
Warnings: smut, dom reader, sub namgyu, bully namgyu, readers mean in this, namgyu tries to be mean and gets his shit rocked, reader fucks namgyu against a wall, public sex, punching, video/picture taking, namgyu lowkey a masochist, reader leaves namgyu afterwards.
You hated nam-gyu, his stupid group that would go around school acting like they owned the place. You’d taken his bullshit since middle school, you and him used to be good friends until he started hanging out with the wrong people. Now you both were in your last year of high school and while he was doing drugs with his friends and going to parties you were at home enjoying your peace and quiet while you didnt have to hear him and his friends’ annoying laughs every time you walked by.
It was rare to see Nam-gyu alone, usually hanging off of his friend “Thanos’” shoulder like some pathetic lap dog. You got lucky today, he was looking through his locker; obviously not for anything important because he barely ever showed up to his classes anyways. You dont know what came over you but before you knew it you were tugging him into the men’s bathroom by his backpack, throwing him into the larger stall at the end of the room before locking the door behind you. He looked surprised to see you, an incredulous look finding its way to his face before he spoke.
“The fuck are you doing?” He tried to push past you, moving to unlock the door before you blocked him and pushed him against one of the sides of the stall. The stall shook as his back hit it, the clanking of the screws the only thing keeping you grounded. You wanted to hurt him, you wanted to him feel like shit like he’d been doing to you all thoes years.
“I don’t know how I let a stupid cunt like you ruin my life.” You spat, taking pride in how his face dropped as he took in your words.
He tried to leave again, a scoff leaving his mouth but his back met the stall once again but this time your hands stayed on his shoulders so he wouldn’t try to move.
“It’s not my fault you’re a pussy—“ he tried to retaliate but was quickly cut off by your fist meeting his face, his head jerked by the force. He seemed shocked, surprised evident on his face as he tried to recover.
You felt good, the best you’ve felt in a while. Hurting him made you feel good, and looking down made you realize that he liked it too. A smug smirk fell onto your lips as you looked back up at him, a laugh bubbling up from your chest.
“What, you like this? Who knew nam gyu was a fucking masochist.” You continued laughing, his jacket wrinkled where your fingers dug into the fabric.
He tried to struggle out of your grip, his face and the tips of his ears red as you made fun of him. No wonder nam gyu loved this, it felt great. He stopped struggling when your mouth met his, your tounge shoved into his mouth as he groaned into yours. Your teeth found his lower lip as you pulled away, your hands pulling his jacket down his arms roughly as you looked him in the eye.
You had the side of his face pressed into the wall and your fingers in his mouth before he could even process it, his jacket and backpack on the floor and your hips pressed against his ass as you fumbled unbuttoned his pants with one hand. You didn’t bother pulling them all the way down, leaving them to rest at his knees before taking your fingers out of his mouth to ease them inside of him. A groan left him at the intrusion, the corner of your mouth twitching as you shoved your fingers in deeper.
“F—fuck.” He whimpered, his hands flush against the wall as you continued finger fucking him.
You decided he was stretched out enough, withdrawing your fingers and drawing a moan from him as well. Nam-gyus gaze was set on your cock as you pulled it out of your boxers, his eyes straining to look over his shoulder.
“You’re— thats not gonna fit.” He fumbled his words, you only raised an eyebrow before responding.
“Then i guess I’ll have to make it fit, wont i?”
He moaned in surprise as you shoved the side of his face flush against the wall once again and pressed your cock into him. You watched your tip slip into him before inching the rest in, breathy whines leaving Nam-gyu as you continued.
“You’re only gonna make it worse if you keep squeezing me like that.” Your voice low as you watched your cock disappear inside of him.
He let out a noise that sounded like a mix of a sob and a moan as you bottomed out, your hips flush against him. You reached your free hand up his shirt,caressing his side as you started to move. You watched as his eyes squeezed shut, moans falling out of his mouth with no shame. You wanted to laugh, laugh at how the guy taking your dick like a slut was the one who’d been torturing you for years.
Your thrusts grew rougher, the sound of your skin against his filling the room as well as the rattling of the stall. You leaned forward, unintentionally pressing Nam-gyu harder against the wall as you did, his back arched as his hand reached backwards and found your hip. You could hear mumbled curses as you fucked him, anything reminiscent of a sentence just jumbled nonsense.
“I wonder if any of your friends know that you’re a slut, what do you think they’d say if they found out?” You hissed in his ear, your fingers digging into the flesh of his hip.
“F—ugh— sh-shut up.” You cooed at him as his words got cut off by his own pathetic noises, your hand previously on his hip swiping the hair out of his face and behind his ear so you could see his pitiful expression.
His face was red and his hair was slick with sweat, drool was pooling in his mouth and a little managed to make its way down his chin. You reached your hand into your pocket, grabbing your phone before opening the camera and hitting the record button. You angled it so the camera could see your cock thrusting in and out of him, no doubt picking up the sound of his moans and the sound of your skin hitting his.
You raised the phone to his face, laughing as his eyes widened. Angling your hips just right, making his eyes roll up into his head and let out a whiney moan.
“Say hi to the camera Nam-gyu.” You teased, tugging his hair so the camera could clearly see his face.
“Fuck—fuck you.” He stuttered, a heavy breath leaving him as he spoke.
“Thats what I’m doing arent i?” You smirked, letting go of his hair to let his face hit the wall.
You stopped recording before you put your phone back in your pocket, placing both your hands on his hips to pull him further into you. You smiled as his moans began to increase in volume, echoing throughout the empty bathroom. You knew he was close when he clenched around you, his breathing getting heavier as he got closer to cumming.
“You’re close huh Nam-gyu?” You whispered, your mouth close to his ear as he nodded.
You considered not letting him but you really wanted to see his face when he came. It wasnt long after that he finally did, his cock twitching as he painted the wall of the stall with his cum. His lip caught between his teeth, his eyebrows furrowed and his eyes clearly unfocused.
You pulled out of him, pushing him down onto his knees as you stroked your cock. Not long after you came, your cum painting Nam-gyu’s face. You took a second to calm down before reaching into your pocket to grab your phone again, this time settling for a picture, Nam-gyu sitting on his knees with your cum covering his face. You locked your phone once more before putting your cock back in your pants, making quick work of zipping them back up and buttoning them.
You didn’t bother saying anything else to Nam-gyu, looking down at him before scoffing and rolling your eyes and moving to unlock the stall door and leaving the bathroom.
