#Showing off my dom side 😘

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POV: you're on your knees about to be tied the fuck up by a hot girl 💋

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HAPPY 1K THOUGH LET GO AHHHHHHH IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU

But request time gurl!😘😌✊, so what about a nerd!Miguel\dom x nerdygirl!reader LIKE IMAGINE THE FLUFF AND THE SMUT THERE BOTH BE A BLUSH MESS but I feel like Miguel would take the lead and show he dom when doing it like dont blame me! 😭✊ like he still nerdy Miguel we all know the sweet boy but let make the nerd that friend s with the popular group and have a girlfriend who is nerdy!reader and which is a very shy person then Miguel is.

Pls my life depends on this request gurl and I hope your having a great day though BYE STILL SO HAPPY FOR YOU EACHING 1k following

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miguel o’hara stars in… ‘OUR FIRST TIME’ (ﾟωﾟ)

*･゜ﾟ･*:.｡..｡.miguel o’hara x reader.｡. .｡.:*･゜ﾟ･*

SMUT

you and your nerdy boyfie, miguel, have your first time together 🩷

cw; loss of virginity, creampie!!!!!, iloveyous, it’s actually really cute, womb fucking ig, softdom!nerd!miguel, NAWT PROODREAD!!!

2k+ words

@cheonstapes: thank you sm lovelie🩷🩷 apologies it took so long but this was so fun to write and i love your mind. i hope you enjoy beautiful! also tumblr keeps fucking up my italics and bolds so im gonna add them on later!

you and miguel had to have been the most stereotypical couple at the university.

who would’ve guessed the two biggest nerds on campus would’ve gotten together — especially when it was because of your shared interest in genetics. but to miguel’s friends, it was so sweet — a little cringe, but sweet. seeing that it had already been a year since you two started dating, the two of you not being able to hold a conversation without stuttering and blushed profusely was quite concerning.

every time you looked him in the eyes, your heart would suddenly beat a million times faster — face flushing, hands trembling as you try to come off as calm as possible. it was so embarrassing, you could cry just thinking about it. he had such pretty eyes hidden behind those thin frames, didn’t make it better that he would stare into your soul every time you talked.

but miguel wasn’t any better — in fact, he was worse. his whole friendship group being the talk of the college helped miguel to open up more, the persistent attention meaning he had to adapt to being surrounded by people. the incessant staring? that’s him trying to make himself less nervous by making you more nervous so you would stop looking at him so he could admire you without you realising — long, i know. but he loved how sweet you were, the way you were so deeply in love with him — just like he was with you.

walking out of your biology lecture, he speeds up walking to catch you on the othwr side of the room — gently slipping his hands into yours. you tense, looking up at his handsome face before relaxing — “ah, m-miggy!” he smiles so softly, wrapping his beefy arm around your waist. “hey, pretty — you finished for today?” his fingers squeeze the fat of your hips, pulling you into his chest as he leans against a nearby wall.

he always knew how to make you so fucking nervous, staring down at you like you were the centre of his world — which you in fact were. “yeah! i was just gonna go back to my dorm and study. would…well, it’s ok if you’re busy — but do you, maybe, wanna…” god, why is it so hard to ask your boyfriend to hangout! he knew what you wanted to ask, he just wanted to hear you say it. “do i wanna what, hm? i mean — i don’t have any plans later either, i was thinking of going to pete-“

“no!” a brief flicker of slight panic takes over your face, you refuse to be that much of a mess to the point where you can even ask your own boyfriend out. “i mean, would you like to come my dorm tonight? t-to study, obviously.” amazing job, girlfriend, amazing job. once again, he wore that stupidly handsome smirk — fingers kneading the soft flesh of your waist. “study? of course, babe — why didn’t you just ask?” prick.

miguel always said he found it easier to study when you were right next to him — as in, resting in between his legs as your head lay on his chest. “did you get the answer to number 8? i think i missed that lesson…” you tilt your head, looking up at him. you looked so cute with your little glasses as you studied, a small pout on your lips as you tap on his leg for him to help you out.

he was thinking a lot of things right now, and none of them were the answer for number 8. before he met you, miguel was always deep in his studies — head buried in a textbook every night. but now you’re his, he can’t think about anything else. the outline of your chest against your tight shirt, pert nipples straining against the fabric since you insist you feel better without a bra — he wasn’t a perv, but damn if you were making him feel like one.

“u-uh…i think — uhhhh…” he was really fucked. your cute little giggle and the way you shimmied around to sit on your knees, hands clutching his cheeks. “migs, you’re burning up! you ok?” he was no ok, not by a long shot. despite having so much attention on him simply because of the people he’s friends with, miguel was still very much a virgin. yeah, he’s jerked off before — but that was only after he met you. your entrance into his life awakened a part of his brain that he thought was forever stored away — and he did not know how to deal with it.

sex was something the two of you were yet to talk about, 2 years into the relationship and it was like you were kids about to have their first kiss. there were lingering touches here and there, but oh how badly he wants to feel your sweet pussy around him. “can… i touch you?” he could barely register the words that came out of his mouth before he takes in the way your face changes completely. the heat radiating from your cheeks could melt the arctic, that was the one thing you weren’t expecting to hear. at all.

of course, you were a virgin too — all in all saving yourself for miguel for when the time comes. you just didn’t expect it to be so soon. he looked so depraved already, panting softly — hair tousled from when he was laying down, you want him so, so bad. “u-uh, yeah — go ahead!” you didn’t mean to sound so enthusiastic, but miguel didn’t care — a hand immediately trailing up your plush thighs, toying with the edge of your panties under your skirt. “you’re…you’re so pretty.” he could feel his hands shaking, heart pounding in his chest — the warmth of your skin and the small moans leaving your lips were fucking with his head.

the tender skin was so sensitive, causing your thighs to tremble under his touch. he didn’t expect you to be so sensitive. fuck, did he want to tease you for it, but he couldn’t talk — not when he was already about to bust when you haven’t even touched him yet. “mmm — m-miggy.. please..touch me.” you could tell he wanted to, he just didn’t know where to start. his fingers ran up your inner thigh, teasingly running over the small wet patch on your cute panties.

he felt like a newborn learning how to walk again, the rugged rhythm in which he was working your little clit showed how inexperienced he is — but you didn’t care, especially not when you yourself couldn’t even notice his lack of technique. he fully pulled your panties down your legs, throwing them to the side — there was a sharp in take of breath from him as he stared at your bare cunt, his bulge pressing harder aganst the mattress.

“g-god, baby, can… can i taste you, please?” miguel couldn’t believe how desperate he sounded, he had dreamed about eating your pretty, little pussy out for ever now, the thought of you denying him that now would break him. “y-yeah, fuck. please, miggy.” his tongue immediately latched onto your clit, swirling and sucking it into his mouth as his fingers probed your tight hole.

he knew you would need some extra prep to be prepared for taking him, so he made sure to make you feel as good as possible — he wasn’t about to let your first time be your worst. the fat of your thighs were tight around his head, holding him in place as he steadily fucked you with his tongue. for someone who was a virgin only 20 minutes ago, he sure knew how to work that tongue — your breathy moans breaking through the sloppy squelching noises of your wetness.

“migs…i — mmph!” the sensation was unknown but not unwelcome. a firm pressure in your tummy that felt like a dam about to burst all over your boyfriend’s face. miguel’s watched enough porn to know what that sound meant, reluctantly sitting up from his position between your legs to peer down at you — drooling cock bobbing between his thighs. he licked your arousal from his lips, shakily grabbing onto your legs to push them over his shoulders.

“baby, ‘m not letting you cum until you’ve had my cock in you — ‘s not how it works.” he felt like he was going insane, the sight of your pussy, so tantalisingly close to his length — the chubby tip poking against your entrance. you could only nod, you couldn’t argue with that — not when you’ve been waiting for this moment. upon getting your approval, he wrapped a beefy hand around his cock — smearing his pre-cum along your puffy folds.

he was so slow when he pushed into you, the sheer girth of him stretching your poor pussy thin. “fuckin’ hell, baby— s-so, so tight.” his strong hips pounded against your pelvis, your skin tinging a faint shade of red. your body was jostled against the headboard with every thrust, a thick rim of cream forming at his base. miguel was lost in the feeling of your cunt, drooling mindlessly against your neck as he rammed deep inside of you.

“m-miguel…!” the harder he fucked into you, the shakier your voice was — whiny moans and heavy grunts reverberated through your small dorm room. he couldn’t believe how good fucking you felt, your velvety walls gripping onto him like a life line. miguel was completely delirious, only letting incoherent mumbles — a bruising grip on your waist as he brings you back against his cock.

“ohhh, f-fuck…! iloveyou, so — shit, so much!” your pussy was so good, he didn’t even realised it slipped out — i love you. he really did, and in this moment — there was nothing else but the two of you, connecting so beautifully as you give yourselves to each other fully. he messily sucks on the skin just below your ear, simply grinding into your womb as his hand trails down your back — squeezing the flesh of your ass to pull you flush against him.

“i…i love you too, migs.”

you..you love him too? fuck. his hips stilled, gooey cum filling your cunt raw as he pours all of his love into you. miguel’s back heaved, his arms giving out under him as he falls on top of you — wrapping an arm around your waist as he carefully rubs your clit. his heart was soaring, smiling down at you as he fucked himself into overstimulation — determined to see you cum all over his cock.

“my pretty girl, you’re all mine — wanna see you cum. you gonna cum for me, yeah?” god, his voice was husky and deep — tickling your ear and sending tingles down your spine. your legs trembled, cunt spasming as it gushed out that clear liquid. it coated the sheets below you, splashing against his stomach — a low, gravelly moan leaving miguel as he filled you with his cum once again.

the two of you laid in silence for a beat, panting softly as he rested on your chest. one of your hands moved up to cup his face, picking up his glasses from your bedside stand — placing them on his face, albeit with wonkily but it matched that dopey grin on his face. “i swear to god, i’ve turned you into an animal, migs! you sure that was your first time?” giggling, you kissed his lips softly — nimble fingers brushing through his sweaty hair.

“guess i got a bit carried away, huh?” he sighed, softly rubbing your tummy. “‘s not my fault i’ve got the most beautiful, sexiest, most loving, caring, perfect, goddess of a girlfriend anyone could wish for.”

miguel was embarrassingly in love with you, but you wouldn’t have it any other way.

-smack myass like a drum

[seungfl0wer]

*Who do you belong to?*

Paring: Felix x Reader (Fem)

Genre: Pure smut

Warnings: Dirty talk, Unprotected sex, Cream Pie, Biting, Slight choking, Throat fucking, Hair pulling. I think that’s all? I’m bad at these.

This may not be suitable for everyone, this is your last warning.

For @gnabnahcsworld who really needed more Dom Felix and I’m happy to deliver 😘 hopefully it doesn’t suck lol

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You had come to this party with your boyfriend Felix to celebrate one of his colleagues. Since the party was work related he was off mingling with everyone. You found yourself talking to one of his colleagues about something when Felix who finally found you a good 10minutes later stood there shooting daggers at the other man. It didn’t help The party in question was one of those rich people’s parties, all elegant and snazzy with a dress code. So Felix was in a nice tailored suit tie to match your dress. Your dress was to your knees, it showed off every beautiful curve of your body. It was actually lix’s choice for you to wear it.

The problem with that is you looked so good everyone was eyeing you up. He couldn’t help see how everyone was just ogling. He stood across from you tongue pressed to his cheek brows forward just staring as you spoke to a guy. A guy who he in fact wanted nothing more to punch for how close he was to you. You on the other hand were just happy to be there, you didn’t notice the eyes on you. Didn’t even take notice of the man blatantly flirting with you.

You felt lix’s eyes looking at you not realizing he was getting jealous, you just smiled at him. That smile quickly faded as you could see it all written on his face. Felix was never good at hiding his emotions, his face would always give it away and boy did it ever right now. You made your way over to him before giving him a puppy dog look “what’s the matter lixie? You ok?” You asked. He gave you a slow nod focused on something else. Before you could ask him about it though he had taken your hand leading you across the room.

He lead you to a side room locking the door behind him as you both entered. You turned to him but you didn’t get the chance to even speak before his lips crashed against yours. His kisses were hungry, his eyes dark and his touch feral. He bit the bottom of your lip as his lips latched to your neck. You let out a soft moan before lix had his hand over your mouth. “As much as I want them to hear you screaming my name I’m not trying to get fired.” He said with a soft chuckle.

He left sloppy kisses on your neck, biting down leaving small marks as he licked them soothing them after. His hands found their way under your dress, quickly diving to your soaking cunt. You both groaned at the feeling. Feeling needy. So needy for him.

His fingers curled inside you quickening his pace, as his bites became harsher on your neck. Man loved leaving marks on you. He loved knowing the fact people would know you were his. His and his only.

His hand that was over your mouth found its way to your hair. His fingers tangled in it pulling your head to the side so he could get to your neck better. As his hand slipped away your moans quickly filled the room. He shot a look up to you “keep quiet or your punishment will be worse” he almost hissed. You let out a small whimper bringing your hand over your own mouth this time to muffle your sounds.

Felix removed his fingers from you leaving you whining from the loss of them. He brought them up to lick all your juices off before finding a chair to sit on. As he did so he motioned you over “since you wanna talk to other guys you’re gonna suck me off before I remind you who’s you are.” He said his voice low almost a growl.

You nodded his words making your cunt tremble. He was so fucking hot like this. You loved when he become more dominant. Felix dropped his pants manspreading on the chair cock at full view for you. Your mouth almost watered at the sight. You wasted no time, slowly kissing the tip before bobbing your head down. Your hands went to reach for your clit but lix growled out a deep “no touching” into your ear.

You whined but listened not wanting to get punished for not listening. Felix ran his fingers through your hair again he pushed your head down, making you take all of him. He always enjoyed using your throat for his pleasure. He quickly started to fuck your mouth. Your eyes squinting as small tears welded up at your eyes chocking around his cock. He left out the most sinful groans his movements becoming sloppy as he hit the back of your throat.

He was gonna cum and he was gonna cum hard. He quickened his pace throat fucking you good. You could feel yourself becoming drenched at the feeling of him. You wanted him to cum so he could fuck your soaking cunt.

As he came his hips trembled, his cock still back your throat letting out the hot sticky liquid. He watched as you swallowed it as the good like the good little girl you were. His eyes were so dark, full of lust for you ready for him to burry his cock deep inside you.

He wasted no time standing up. He pulled you up hands under you chin kissing you swiftly before bending you over a desk. He grabbed his cock running it over your sopping wet cunt before pushing in deep. He didn’t give you anytime before he started to pound into you. He went deep. Feeling every part of his cock filling your hole. He knew how you liked it knew the things to get you off and boy was he good at it.

He grabbed your arms pulling them back to grip them as he fucked into you harder “you think that guy could fuck as good as I can?” He said. You shook your head no “say it princess use your words” he said gripping your hair now. Pulling your head to him to say into your ear “Tell me how much you love my cock. Tell me how good I feel pounding you princess. We both know that guy could never satisfy you like I can.” His words finally clicking in your head as to why this all happened. You wanted to tease him tell him you didn’t know if he was better or something but you wanted to walk outta here not have to be wheel chaired out.

You whined back at him your words breathy “n- no one can ever make me feel this good” you said trying to keep composure. You could feel your high coming and the way his cock was twitching his was coming too. “Who’s are you princess, who does this pretty little cunt belong to huh?” He groaned out. Your body was shaking the feeling of him pounding you so hard. His hand smacked your ass leaving a nice size hand print, Before it made its way to your clit. You were so close to coming undone.

“Im yours!” You almost screamed back his hand now playing with your swollen clit “what’s my name” he said taking his other hand to grip around your neck “say my name baby and you can cum.” He said his hand moving fast on your clit as he pounded into you. His thrusts becoming sloppy as his grip around your neck also softened. You knew he was about to cum but he wanted to cum with you.

“Felix!! Fucking god Felix fuck” you moaned his name out loudly loud enough everyone there probably heard you but you couldn’t help it. You felt your high coming “fuck cum for- for me princess I’m cumming too” he breathed out. His hands gripped your hips pushing himself as deep as possible before unloading deep inside of you. You coming undone as well your high hitting you hard. Body shaking as both of your moans filled the room. Felix slumped over you both of you trying to catch your breath.

“That- was hot as hell” you said as he let out a chuckle at your words “yeah well so are you in that dress” he said as he peppered kisses on you. His cock still buried deep inside of you. “Y/n one problem” he said with a smirk. You tilted your head at the his words “my cums gonna drip from you when we go out.” He said as he pulled out pulling your pantries back up. You laughed a bit “well this will make your point that I’m all yours” you teased making you both laugh. He kissed your nose quickly “how about we go home, get some ice cream and just cuddle? I don’t like these parties anyways” he said taking your hand and pulling you out the room.

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[thexsilentxwordsmith]

Daddy Dom!Simon "Ghost"Riley x Bratty!reader

Fandom: Call of Duty

Character(s): Simon "Ghost" Riley

Summary: As a new recruit, you should not have the gall to talk back to your superior officer like you do. He's tried it all, trying to work the insubordination out of you, but to no avail. Your antics have really gotten under his skin lately, but is it really because you won't listen and follow orders...or is there something more to it that he can't admit? The way his cock throbs might indicate the latter and what he thinks about as he touches himself might just speak to that as well.

Author's Note: As we wait for the next part of Lieutenant's Whore, have this as a treat! Something I just whipped up quick as I couldn't get the thought out of my mind 😏😘

Word Count: 3.3 k

Warnings:

Part 2:

Fucking hell, what was wrong with him? Something had crawled its way under Ghost’s skin today, sticking with him through to the evening now, and no matter how he tried to push the thoughts into the back of his mind they only seemed to lodge themselves more permanently in the foreground. No distraction or mundane daily task that took even most of his focus could ease the impact of influence on his mood as the thoughts constantly assaulted his mind. Even now as he stood in the bathroom of his private quarters, his anger at would not cease.

The screech of the shower handle turning sounded just beneath the heated phrases being whispered under his breath, the pipes coming to life with the distinct hiss of water as it pelted the floor of the shower. An earlier altercation had Ghost in a goddamn tizzy, his pulse elevated and his heartbeat in his ears as he undressed; perhaps being doused under the steady flow of the water would wash it all away.

“Fucking bloody slag,” he snapped as he pulled each article of clothing off one by one and dropped them onto the cool titled floor around his feet. Even his customary face covering he removed, wrenching it off and up over his head without a care as he was too absorbed in his rage which made everything feel far too binding. “Thinking that she can just speak to me like that. Goddammit, she knows exactly how to push each and every one of my fucking buttons.”

This wasn’t the first time he had encountered this very same problem, though this was the first time he had such a raw, visceral reaction to it. Usually he would let the disrespect go once he was away from the source, but today it just seemed to linger in an unhealthy amount until the Lieutenant could not see straight; his vision was only red.

He had not realized how much his skin was burning until he stepped under the stream of cool water, his chest getting hit first and making him grown at the sudden change in temperature. The soothing liquid rolled down the front of him, snaking its way through the shallow cracks left in his skin by the scars scattered across his pectorals and down his torso, but it did little to calm the fire still raging steadily inside.

The day you showed up on base with the newest set of recruits he knew by the way you unashamedly held his gaze when the others had immediately flinched and did not cower whenever he barked his orders would mean trouble and he hated to be right. Try as he might, there was no getting through your snarky, self-assured cocky attitude and most of his days were spent metaphorically pulling out his hair as no matter how many drills he had you run or sets of pull-ups or push-ups he had you complete, you could not be disciplined into obedience. A bitch like you was not easily broken and why you had not been discharged yet was a mystery; you must be more than worth the trouble.

A bawled fist slammed into the side of the shower, the percussive sound echoing and vibrating off the tight walls. “What the fuck is wrong with her?” he questioned aloud to no one. “Why can’t she just fucking listen, the little cunt? Why does she always have to pull that fucking shit?”

The wetness splashed over to his back as he took a step forward under the shower head, the engorged beads of water slithering their way down the curves of the muscles lining his shoulders and following the path to his ass and on towards his thighs and calves. Both of those bulky hands palmed the wall before him, allowing him to lean his torso forward and get the full length of his back under the water as his head hung limp. Heavy breaths, each one just as laboured as the last, continued even as he counted the water droplets falling down off his back and into the bottom of the shower as a way to ground himself, watching them slowly gather and swirl down the drain.

“I’ve tried it all,” he reassured himself, though even as the words left his lips, he knew that wasn’t entirely true. There was a whisper of a thought that reappeared just now that perhaps illustrated his true feelings about this problem. “Well, not exactly all.”

There was a spark of an idea that had appeared some weeks ago, one that he had not completely allowed himself to delve further into, one that had slunk its shrewd way at the edge of his thoughts. It had caught the cool and collected officer off guard at how his mind had conjured such a filthy concept… or that he did not outright despise that his imagination had led him there.

That exact day it happened he remembered well. The blazing sun and humid atmosphere had led to everyone being on edge, their bad attitudes matching the rising temperatures, and that meant the crude, underhanded remarks and balking that was a part of your usual repartee became even more grating on the Lieutenant’s nerves. With jaw sore from clenching so hard, the anger had finally reached its peak when you had told him to "make you" and with enough fury to make his presence suffocating to anyone within range, he stepped up aggressively into your face for the insubordination. There, standing with mere inches between you, your eyes ablaze with a fury for everything from the weather to the man barking orders before you, it happened.

It very well could have been the proximity of your bodies, the intense, dizzying heat, or the way the sweat around your neck slipped in glistening trails down your chest and caught his bird’s eye view as it nestled between the tops of your breasts. Maybe he had simply lost his goddamn mind due to the weather or the long hours he had been working lately or a random intrusive thought that caught him by surprise; whatever it was he could feel a stirring within the crotch of his pants in a sensation he had never felt towards you. His entire form froze in that moment and he was unable to do anything except stare straight ahead, even though the voice in his head was yelling at him to get it together, he paused long enough that by the smug expression on your face you felt you had gotten the last word and that was dangerous for him. The near two hundred push-ups forced upon you after that went by more easily than he would have liked; it was clear that that euphoric feeling you had from seemingly winning in that battle of wills against him was enough to see you through the strain on your arms and the pounding in your chest from the exertion of your punishment.

It was after that day that Ghost noticed a few strange happenings that only added fuel to the fire that had sparked to life inside him. Had your shirts always been so fucking tight or was it just the way they had always fit across your torso, pulling and straining at your chest as if it could barely contain it? Had your lips always been that juicy looking or were you just staying extra hydrated and he only caught you just after taking a drink so that your mouth mimicked another pair of lips that lay much, much lower down your body? You did not let up on your usual behavior of driving him up the goddamn wall, but did you always stand this close to him, brushing up against him randomly and somehow constantly bumping your plump ass on him whenever you bent over? It was believable as only an accident the first time it happened, but after he had to wonder.

And it only infuriated him more that the longer this went on the more he could not get you out of his head.

“Fucking slag, she probably does that shit on purpose just to screw with my head,” he growled angrily. His spine lengthened as he moved to stand up straighter, wiping the stray beads of water that had fallen into his eyes. The idea that had been born that day crept back into that devious mind of his once again and he chuckled maliciously as he indulged it a little. “If I had it my way, I know exactly how I’d like to make a little princess like her come to heel. She would regret ever trying to get my attention, especially when I fucking give it to her.”

Whenever he thought of you before this, it was with his teeth gritted and his fists balled so tight that his short nails cut into the skin of his palms, so what had changed? What right had his mind to pull this bullshit? Sure, the streamlined curves of your hips visible even through your bulky fatigues and the fullness of your perky tits were enough to draw even a lingering eye from time to time, but that was a far as he had allowed it to go until now. Now his thoughts were constantly on traveling back to those soft lips of yours and how he would kill to see how pretty they’d look wrapped around his cock or how he'd like to take you over his knee and spank that taut bare ass of yours until his handprintnwas fully visible, red and angry against your supple skin. Even the thought of your pussy entered his mind as it would probably be so tight it could barely be able to take all that he had to give. Bitchy girls always had the best equipment.

“I’d stuff that little cunt so good, she’d never fucking disobey me again; make that mouth useful for something else other than swearin at me,” he smirked with a flash of his teeth as he could not stop the progress of his thoughts. “I’d keep her dicked down nice and proper until she’s followin me around like a lost pup beggin for a treat.”

Moving his head back so that his thick neck and pecks were now exposed to the water, he could not stop the onslaught of his imagination from drawing out this thought further. Pandora’s box was now open and there was no shutting that shit down. Ghost closed his eyes as he conjured images of the way he’d drag you to his room and rip you out of your fucking shirt, taking those beautiful, soft breasts into his mouth to bite, lick, and suck at the bright pink nipples that would be stiff as his mouth claimed them. Shite, how velvety they would feel between his lips, how pliable they would give in his teeth. He’d make you undress quickly the rest of the way for him under threat of punishment if you didn't follow orders and drag you to the shower to pull you in with him, your naked body slamming up harshly up against the wall of the shower as he overpowered you with his much larger one. He pictured your bare chest, the water flowing over the crest of your breasts as he picked you up just enough that your legs could wrap themselves around his thick torso to secure you to him before he thrust harshly and buried himself within you. What sounds would you make as he plowed through your petals and into your entrance? Would you whimper piteously as you folded like a good little girl; would you cry and swear out loudly as his girth stretch your core to capacity so that anyone within earshot could hear you taking him?

There was so question that he’d fuck you so good, making your back constantly slip and slide around all the damp surfaces as his overwhelming thrusts pounded into your cunt over and over again with a vigor that would not let up until that burning desire that has been building for weeks could finally be satisfied. A shiver ran up his spine as he imagined your finger nails clawing at his back, leaving read, angry marks as you held on for dear life. How they’d sting as the water washed over them; oh, it would hurt so, so good. The brief fantasy left his hand trembling and had his phallus springing to life with a sudden tightness that made him breathless.

This is how it had been since that day, though he had done everything in his power to not touch himself; if he did he knew that would mean his ruin. But that deep ache throbbing down below just between his legs was more than he could handle anymore and now that he had allowed himself to fantasize about what he could have, there was no getting rid of it expect by taking action.

His large hand moved down past the sparse light brown hair that covered his abdominals as it trailed down his body, the skin was already nice and lubricated from the water running its way down the length of him. Taking his lower lip between his teeth he bit down with a whimper as his long, calloused fingers brushed against the tip of his tender, engorged cock before he was able to take it fully into his grasp.

Goddamn what he would have given in that moment to make that fantasy a reality; he would have sold his soul to Satan himself for the feeling of you clenching down around him right now as his own hand paled in comparison to the fabricated assumptions in his mind.

"Fucking bitch, you’ve put me under your spell," Ghost growled in a raspy whisper, as if insulting you would somehow make his desperate need of you any less pathetic to himself.

Putting pressure in his grip he began to rub his length from base to tip in steady, even strokes. Deep, guttural grunts began to fill the bathroom as that beefy forearm worked itself forward and back over and over again. Goddammit he was so hard and tender it almost hurt to touch.

His mind's eye wandered back to visions of you perched on top of him now in his bed, riding him desperately into the scant bit of plushness he called a mattress, as his greedy hands clasped around your hips to force you to bob up and down on his dick as hard and as fast as he wished. Faster and faster he’d make your body work for him, shoving you as far down onto him as he could until your hips were grinding into one another; his perfect fuck toy. You’d be so out of your mind with evstasy, would you be able to form words? No, you’d only be able to muster a few simple mewls as he hit that perfect little button of pleasure inside you time and time again.

“Got you quiet now, yeah,” he groaned desperately at the vision as he licked his hungry lips. “You like that, princess? So fucking full on my cock you can hardly think straight? Come on now, use your words sweetheart. Tell me how much you like it; you’ve never had a problem speaking up before."

The imagined music of your moans emanating from your open mouth from his cock being buried deep within you made his skin tingle like an electrical current. The drawn out strokes from his hand began to become more sloppy as the images continued to flood their way into his thoughts. Again they wandered to conjure even more depraved things as he pictured himself taking control in the moment, grabbing you around the throat and flipping you on your back as he pinned your arms up above your head. He’d hold secure those slender wrists together with just one of his large hands so that he could have free reign to do whatever he wished without your interference. There would not be a single piece of flesh that did not know how he felt.

Ghost’s pace again quicken. “A-ah, fuck….!” he hissed. He was certain you had probably had guys before him, it was obvious a woman like you knew what she wanted, but there would absolutely be no one after; he’d make sure of that by leaving his mark anywhere he thought someone who try to touch.

His breathing faltered along with his strokes as he imagined hurriedly switching positions so that he would not have to pull out for long, propping your legs up on those broad shoulders so that he could push deeper into you down to the very end of his shaft until there was nothing left to give. Oh, the way he knew you would whine and buck against him as he bottomed out inside of you, but there would be no backing out now. That cunt now belonged to him and only him as if it had 'Property of Simon' tattooed across it.

Ghost had to swallow the saliva in his mouth that had gathered from that delicious bit of imagery. “Take it, take it all, sweetheart,” he panted. “Every last goddamn inch like the filthy fucking slag you are. That's it.”

You’d be whimpering, begging him to stop as the tears gathered in the corner of your eyes from the over-stimulation being almost to much to bear. So full, you’d be far too full with him and yet to really stop would be catastrophic as that delicious pressure setting you on a one way course directly towards your immediate release would end and that would be a far worse crime. He knew you wouldn’t want him to do anything except keep the rhythm steady and that is exactly what he intended to do, though he would wipe away a few of those stray droplet’s with his thumb as he continued to plow you; he was a gentlemen at his core after all.

“Look beautiful like this, luv,” he groaned under his breath. “On your back getting absolutely wrecked by me. Cry all you like, you know you can't get enough.”

Again he pounded his free fist into the side of the shower wall, this time from being so close to blowing that he could taste it in the back of his throat. More aggressively he yanked at his cock, the wet, sloppy sounds from skin working over moistened skin were loud and distinct over the sound of the running water from the shower head. That familiar fire was right there in the pit of his stomach as he envisioned the way you’d bear down on him as you came, fluttering around his cock as your orgasm overtook you in a violent burst that threatened to rip you apart.

“That’s it baby, that’s…it,” he stumbled over his words. It was there, right there; just a bit more and he’d be painting the walls.

The envisioned sound of your voice crying out his name in the throws of ecstasy was all he needed to finally finish with a bang. He grunted as the cheeks of his toned ass clenched while he milked every last fucking bit of cum that he could from himself. Knees began wobbling as they nearly buckled out from under him as the intensity of his release took all his strength and he had to brace his forearm against the wall to stop from slipping as the stroking of his hand slowed until it came to a stop. That arm propped up the exhausted mess of a hulking man as he breathed through his orgasm, wanting to ride out every last second he could.

The fruit of his endeavors were rinsed down into the bottom of the shower and were quickly whisked away, removing any evidence of the filthy thoughts that had plagued him minutes before, though their ghost still lingered in the back of his mind as if he had just awoken from a very good dream. There was a part of him that wished that all his desires for you had been sucked down the drain along with his cum, as this was certain to become am issue in a short amount of time, but he knew he would not be that lucky.

He craved you in a most unholy way and that meant at some point this little problem was going to come to a head. There was no telling what would happen to him when he saw you next now that he had entertained the full extent of his fantasies, but one thing he did know was that if there was a way to have you just as he wanted, he would find it...and God fucking help you when he did.

[kittievampire]

Hear me out... You know how some people like to draw Leviathan with a long-ass, thicc tongue? How bout we see what dat tongue do? 😏😘

(love the writing, btw! Top tier Asmo and Levi content!)

HmMmMmMmmMmm I feel like Levi is an eater.

Lemme see what I have in my bag, My Dear~

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That Tongue Tho

Warnings: Cursing, Oral (fem!receiving), Dom!PussyDrunk!Leviathan x Sub!Fem!Reader, Overstim, Levi has a long ass tongue, Levi has a forked ass tongue, Snek Levi ftw

Enjoy~

"L-Levi!"

Your voice was high-pitched and slightly shaky, eyes spilling tears over your flushed cheeks as your head rested against the edge of his bed-tub. You moved your hips upwards in response to the nearly numbing pleasure that was Leviathan's service.

The Sin of Envy was currently feasting upon your sensitive, succulent little pussy right in his tub. With hardly any space, his legs had to rest in an awkward position, but once he got that first lick of your addictive essence, all rationale flew out the hardly-ever-opened window. He held your thighs in a vice grip, pushing them against either side of his face in hopes of suffocating while visciously eating you out. The stuttering, socially awkward otaku who seemed a bit prudish at first seemed long gone, by now. It's like he was getting intoxicated by you.

There was the way he held your thighs and abused cunt to his face as if he'd die without them, then there was the way his hips thrusted his pelvis into the blankets below the two of you for some kind of friction, then there was his tongue. His fucking tongue. Leviathan had snake-like features, this you knew, but the fact that he was hitting such deep spots within your cunny made you fucking keen.

"L-Levi I-I can't-" You tried to push his hand away, only for him to grab your wrist, purple scales beginning to form on his own. Through your fuzzy gaze, you looked down to see the demon stare you down, almost competitively. Something akin to a predator trying to scare off another predator from it's meal.

Slowly, he pulled his mouth away, and slid his long tongue out of you. "Let. Me. Eat." The next second, his demon form manifested, tail wrapping around your waist to keep you positioned as he began to mercilessly rub your puffy clit with his fingers. "I don't care if you cry. I don't care if you think you can't go on for any longer." He licked a fat stripe up your pussy. "I'm going to eat this filthy little pussy until I'm done."

Surprised by the, rather gluttonous and possessive, statements from the Avatar of Envy, you failed to immediately process his show of elongating his forked tongue as he released your hand from his grip. Your overstimulated, foggy brain realized just a moment too late what that meant for your used cunt. "Wa-" You nearly threw your head back against the edge of the tub when he shoved that thick muscle into your hole, which would've likely ended in a concussion and a massive vibe-kill for the both of you.

Leviathan's tongue traveled every inch of your soft, used walls. Deeper and deeper it traveled, and just when you think it can't go any deeper, he shoves more of it into your pussy. Your walls clenched tightly around the muscle as you whined, having felt your sixth orgasm underway. You were held tightly in place despite wanting to run away from the pleasure. Given no break, your body was forced to just take it like the good girl he wanted you to be for him.

The sin's eyes rolled back as he simultaneously ate you and humped the blankets beneath him, cock twitching in his pants with desire. His nails dug into your thighs to hold them in place as his own soft pillows as his tongue swirled deep inside of you, the wet slurping noises that escaped him making your face flush a darker shade of red.

Your legs began to twitch violently as you felt a knot begin to tighten within you, and your cunt started fluttering around his tongue as a numbing sensation traveled through your lower body. All of a sudden, it was just too fucking much. Then, you cried out in pleasure as you came hard. Your juices filled his mouth and overflowed from his lips to the blankets in the tub. Your body twitched as he continued to tongue fuck you through your high, and you let out a sigh of relief as he finally pulled away.

He wiped his mouth with his sleeve, a mischievous smirk forming on his face. "My Henry," He cooed softly, gently rubbing one of his hands against the plush of your thigh.

"I'm not done yet. I wanna see just how deep inside of you my tongue can go. So be a good girl, keep your legs open, and take it."

Sorry this was a bit short. Hope you enjoyed it tho!

Masterlist

[tinybeetiny]

Not For The Weak: C.J

SMUT | 18+ | MDI

Ceo!daddy!dom!JonghoxAfab!bratty!sub!reader

This for you bby 😘 @freyaphoria please don't ask how many times I had to pause and think about what I'm doing. I um... am very down bad for Jongho. This is absolutely not proof read because I'm blushing too much to read through it

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Cw: explicit language, masturbation, spanking, hair pulling, choking, some tears, dom Jongho, squirting 👀, overstimulation, praise, degradation, multiple orgasms, fingering, oral (f receiving) bratty behavior, unprotected sex (wrap it up bestie babe), creampie, pwp, brief mention of Wooyoung, exhibitionism?!?!!,!!? let me know if I missed anything

Masterlist | Ateez Masterlist

Dating Jongho was definitely not for the weak especially when he was in work mode. He took his job very VERY seriously. Nothing could distract him, not even you. No matter how many times you skipped into the office, skirt so short your ass was on full display for his employees, he would never give you the time of day. It’s almost like he was torturing you; making you sit on the couch in his office and watch while he works, not sparing you a glance.

Today was no different but you were feeling a little more… needy than usual and you were determined to get your way. Skipping into the building you say a polite hello to the receptionist who buzzes you in without a second thought. You’re wearing his favorite skirt, short enough to show off the cups of your ass so perfectly. “Good morning Wooyoung” You shoot the marketing director a sweet smile “Good morning (y/n). Lookin good as usual” he responds, eyes shamelessly eyeing you up and down "Thank you, so sweet as usual" You giggle before making your way to your boyfriend's office.

You walk through his double doors without even knocking seeing him nose deep in paperwork. He doesn’t look up when he hears you enter, knowing the daily routine and the sound of your heels as they clack against his hardwood floors. “Good morning my love” you greet him with a sweet kiss on his cheek. He only hums in response giving you a quick small smile before returning back to his work. You huff and he can feel your pout without even looking at you. "Don't be a brat. Go and sit down like a good girl." he says sternly, again not looking at you "But Jongie, I came all the way here to see you" Your voice comes out whiney "Yeah and you can watch me from the couch" He nods his head over to the leather sofa a few feet from his desk. You plop down with a huff and cross your arms feeling annoyed. You picked your outfit carefully and spent a little extra time doing your hair just for him to ignore you again. The desire you felt for him was hot and growing with each second as you stared at him, his eyebrows scrunched in focus but you wanted nothing more than to have them scrunched in pleasure.

Many thoughts ran through your head of how you could capture his attention but one in particular stood out. You smirk as you uncross your legs and spread them enough so your panties are just barely visible. You lean back on the couch as you run your hands up your thighs and you shiver at the thought of him watching you touch yourself. A breathy moan escapes you when your fingers brush over your clothes clit which seems to catch his attention. He looks over to you with a raised brow, setting down the packet in his hands, and spins to fully face you. You bite your lip as your eyes meet his and you move your panties to the side. Your eyes nearly roll when the cold air hits your glistening folds. You let out a loud moan when your finger slipped into your tight hole with no resistance. The feeling is hard cock being restrained in his pants became painful but he wanted to see how far you would go. He watches as you start to pump your finger in and out. He watches as your face contorts into pleasure from the stimulation. Maybe it's the way he's staring so intently so the way he looks in his dark suit but you find yourself cummnig way too soon. You throw your head back slightly with a low moan as you clench around your finger, your eyes staying locked on his the entire time. You remove your finger and bring it to your lips moaning at the taste with a shit-eating grin on your face.

“Come here” you quickly stand, disregarding your panties on the couch, and walk over to where he’s sitting. Placing yourself in between his legs that are spread just wide enough for you to fit his hands find the back of your thighs pulling you a little closer “You’re a real brat you know that” he shakes his head at you “You don’t pay attention to me” you pout looking away from him “Oh really? Then what was last night?” You blush a deep shade of red when you remember your escapades from the night before “That was different” you huff out putting your hands on your hips, he merely rolls his eyes at you and your bratty behavior.

He can look annoyed all he wants but you know deep down he loves it, he loves to tame the disobedience out of you. With his hand on top of yours on your hips he spins you around and pushes you so you’re bent over his desk “You’re real mouthy today and on top of that you touched yourself without asking permission oh and don't cumming without permission” he tsked as he stood, towering over your backside. He plays with the hem of your skirt before lifting it to expose your perfect ass that he loves so much. You bite your lip in anticipation as you feel his hand caress your cheek so loving, a stark contrast to the punishment you’re about to receive “You know what happens to bad girls who don’t follow the rules” he whispers in your ear and you can feel his hard cock press against your exposed cunt “I’m s-sorry” you stutter out a whimper “it’s a little too late for that darling”

Tears ran down your cheeks as he gave another smack to your red abused cheeks “Daddy please I’m sorry” you cry out as the sound of another smack bounced off the walls of his office and you’re pretty sure the whole building can hear you “You wanted my attention so bad so don’t complain now” he laughed at your pain. His fingers ran through your folds feeling how wet you got from being spanked over his desk “Oh? Your slutty cunt likes when I punish you? You're dripping onto the floor love" you whine in embarrassment as he steps away to admire his work, your ass was a beautiful shade of red with his hands print littered all over and your arousal was dripping from your pussy making a mess all over his clean floor, he wanted nothing than to taste you.

You hiss as your ass sits on his desk and he kneels in front of you, eye level with your desperate pussy. His eyes look up at you with a cocky smirk “I love that I can make you this wet." two fingers separate your slippery lips and he presses a soft kiss to your clit "Oh fuck" one your hands finds his hair, tugging slightly, and the other grips the edge of the desk. He gives it another kiss reveling in the little noises you make. You let a small yelp when he attaches his lips to the sensitive bud sucking like it was his job. You wouldn't guess just from looking at him but Jongho gets pussy drunk very easily, one taste of you and he's absolutely done for. He wanted to actually take his time with you but he could help ravish you as soon as his tongue tasted the sweet nectar that pooled out. You were so desperate for your release and he could tell by the way you gripped his hair pulling him closer to you, he could tell by the way you ground against his face, borderline humping him. You were close, so so close "Can I cum daddy? Please I want it so bad?" you begged feeling yourself getting closer and closer with each lick. He doesn't respond but the look in his eyes gives the approval you need. "Oh god Jongie, don't stop please fuck don't stop" Your voice increased in pitch and your legs began to tremble. The minute his fingers enter you you're clenching around them "That's it baby, cum all over my fingers" He groans into your pussy trying to catch everything that escaped you.

Jongho stands up, fingers still knuckle deep in you "You're so beautiful when you cum you know that?" He presses his lips to yours and you moan when you taste yourself on his tongue. His fingers begin to move in and out as your lips melt together. Your little groans are muffled by his mouth so passionately moving in sync with you. His thumb presses against your clit and your body jolts overly sensitive from your orgasm "Give me one" He mumbled against your lips and he curls his fingers hitting your sweet spot perfectly. The warmth in your belly grows as he draws another orgasm Your eyes roll back and all you can see is white. He loves the way you scream just from his fingers, the way you look absolutely ruined and he hasn't even stuck his dick in you.

He pushes your body down so you're lying flat against his desk and he grabs your thighs pulling your ass to the edge. His fingers massage the fatty flesh before pushing them to your chest "Look at that pretty pussy just crying to be filled. You want me to fuck you baby?" You nod desperate to finally feel him in you "Ah ah, words" he's so agonizingly slow, taking his time removing his belt, and unbuttoning his pants. His stare makes you squirm and you're very well aware that your pussy is very much on display and loves the small embarrassment you feel "Please Jongie, I want to feel you" you whine attempting to reach for him only to have your hands slapped away. He pulls his pants and underwear down enough for his You suck in a breath when his fat tip slips in and he slowly pushes himself further in "Fuck you're so tight. Look at the way you suck me in" He groans as he bottoms out filling you to the brim with his thick cock, feeling every vein against your walls. His thrusts start off slow and sweet but he quickly gets lost in the feeling of you gripping so tight. The sound of skin slapping and the wet squelch of your pussy was so sinful it only turned him on more. "Oh my god I'm going to cum again" Your hands grip the edge of his desk so hard that your knuckles turn white "Go ahead my love, you're doing such a good job for me" he bends over to kiss you pushing his cock impossibly deeper and you moan into his lips feeling your orgasm wash over you. His thrusts slow down a bit to help guide you through your release before pulling out.

"Turn around. I want to watch your ass bounce when I fuck you" You shakily get off his desk, your legs feeling like jello as you turn and bend over his desk again. He grips the base of cock and runs his tip through your folds. Your legs shake as it catches your clit overstimulated at the feeling. "Oh fuck daddy you're so big" You cry out a little when he pushes his cock back in your weepy hole. You've always loved when Jongho fucked you from behind, something about how deep he goes and the feeling of him gripping the fat of your ass drove you crazy. A mix of both your moans fills the room as his pace is merciless "Ugh I love your pussy so much. Made just for me"

He grabs your hair pulling you up flush to his chest, the new angle pushes him deeper so his tip is kissing your cervix “This what you wanted? You come in here every day dressed like a slut. In front of my employees. Your ass out for everyone to see.” He growls in your ear and his hand releases your hair but quickly takes hold of your throat, squeezing ever so slightly. You can only moan back, your brain too mushy to think of anything to say “You like their eyes on you? You want them to come in and watch me fuck you? Show them who you belong to?” His voice is low in your ear. The thought of the others watching him fuck you makes you clench around him “Oh you like huh?” His chuckle held anything but humor. He reaches over to the phone, his hips not losing their rhythm, and presses the call button “Wooyoung. I need you in my office. Now” “Uh, yes sir. Be right th-” Jongho doesn’t let him finish his sentence before hanging up

Wooyoung went to knock on the doors but paused when he heard muffled moans. He pressed his ear against the door and let out a small gasp when he heard your whiny moans. Didn't they know he was coming? He pulled away from the door and knocked a couple times "Come in" Jongho yelled. Wooyoung was not prepared for what he saw when he walked through the doors. There you were pressed flat up against his boss's chest as he fucks you viscously from behind, your beautiful breast bouncing with each thrust. He freezes in his place not knowing what to do but he can feel himself growing hard. The way you're taking it like such a good girl and the smell of sex wafting through the air made his pants so uncomfortably tight. "Come in and shut the door" Jongho demanded. Wooyoung scrambled to slam the door shut and turned back to the scene. "Look at him baby. Tell him who you belong to. Tell him whose fucking you so good you're dripping all over the floor" "You are" you gasp out. Jongho squeezed a little harder jerking you back "What was that?" "Oh fuck. You are daddy. I belong to you" Your words coming out as breathy moans. his fingers graze over your clit and your body starts to tremble "That's it. Cum for me. Cum all over my cock" He increases his speed and Wooyoung is having a hard time keeping his composure.

It only takes a few more thrusts for you to come undone, your pussy clenching, desperately trying to milk him for his cum. Wooyoung nearly loses it when he watches your mouth open but no sound comes out and his jaw drops as you squirt all over the floor. "Fuck baby, that's so hot. You see that Woo?" Wooyoung could only mindlessly nod "You gonna be a girl and take every drop of my cum in this messy little pussy?" You moan at his words, nodding aimlessly "Please daddy, want your cum. Please please cum in me" He hand releases your throat, resting on your hip as he throws his head back with a loud moan and he fills you to the brim with his hot seed. His hips still and his breaths come out heavy "You can leave now Mr. Jung" Jongho says with a wave of his hand. Wooyoung swallows thickly and peels himself from his spot; promptly leaving the office.

You let out a whimper when you feel him pull out. His cum drips out down your thigh and joins the mess you made on the floor. He turns you around and sets you up on his desk giving you the sweetest kiss you could ask for “You happy now?” He smirks at the loving look in your eyes. You can only nod with a look of pure bliss on your face. Dating Jongho was definitely not for the weak and that was something you certainly were not.

[sturnioloskyline]

Could you do a story based off your hockey head shots with Chris and he loses a game and gets extra mad because she wore someone else’s jersey to the game 😘

lucky charm

pairing: hockey player!chris x fem!reader

warnings: dom!chris, possessiveness, smut, oral(m receiving), face fucking, p in v, rough, not proodread

summary: chris spots his girlfriend in the crowd at his hockey game, but in another guy’s jersey

thank u for the request anon!! 🌚

"shit!" you shout, rummaging through your closet frantically. you were already running late for chris's hockey game, your roommate, y/r/n, waiting for you outside. you would have left by now, but you couldn't find a jersey anywhere. usually, you wear one of chris's spare jerseys to every single game to show your support, but you couldn't find one in your closet anywhere.

"y/n, come on, we have to go!" y/r/n barged into the room, getting impatient.

"i know, i'm trying!" your roommate watched you as you rifled through piles of clothes.

"what are you looking for?" she asked, wanting to help so that you could leave sooner.

"chris's jersey, i can't find it anywhere!" you groaned, running your fingers through your hair.

"you probably left it at his place," y/r/n said, grabbing your arm. "but i think i have a random one in my car that you can wear. now, c'mon, let's go!"

you sighed but followed your roommate out the door, leaving your guys's apartment and getting in her car. surely enough, there was a jersey in chris's team's colors lying in the backseat. you reached over and grabbed it, examining it.

"whose jersey is this?" you asked your roommate. there was a number on it, but no last name on the back.

"no fuckin' clue," she shrugged, focusing on the road in an attempt to get to the arena as quickly as possible. you shook your head and slipped the jersey on over your outfit.

when you finally got there, the two of you rushed inside to find a good seat. thankfully, two seats were available just a few rows above the ice, allowing for a good perfect view of the game.

as soon as you sat down, the commentators began to introduce the team as they skate onto the ice. you stand up and cheer when chris came out, waving to him. he immediately looked for you, and when his eyes landed on yours, he broke out into a smile.

but then, chris caught a glimpse of what you were wearing. his smile faltered as he read the number on your jersey, not matching the one on his own. he quickly looked away before you could notice. clenching his jaw.

chris was used to outperforming the other players in eery single game he played, but tonight he just could not focus. he fumbled passes and missed simple shots. you noticed the decline in his performance, growing worried about chris. when they called halftime, chris's coach told him to snap out of it. you tried to catch chris's eye, but he refused to look at you for the rest of the game.

chris's team ended up losing, making you feel worse. you and y/r/n got up from the stands, walking out of the rink towards the parking lot.

"you going to chris's?" y/r/n asked, and you nodded. "alright, see you tomorrow."

you waved to her and headed towards chris's car a few rows down. you stood by the passenger side of the car, waiting for chris to finish up in the locker room. a few minutes later, you saw chris walking towards you with his stick in hand and his duffel bag slung over his shoulder.

"chris!" you called out, standing on your tiptoes and waving. chris looked up at you, scoffing when he saw that you were still wearing the jersey. he didn't respond, simply unlocking the car and opening the truck to store his gear.

you noticed his sour mood and decided not to push it, knowing he had a rough game. you silently got in the passenger seat of the car, fumbling with your fingers as you waited for chris to get in the car.

you snapped your head towards the driver's side when you heard chris's door open. he slipped into the driver's seat with a deep sigh, staying silent as he started the car and put on his seatbelt. you started to feel uncomfortable with the silence, so you looked away and faced the window.

you spent the next few moments in silence, occasionally glancing over at chris who refused to take his eyes of the road. his hair was still sticking to his forehead slightly with sweat, his jaw was clenched and prominent, and his armed flexed as he turned the wheel. you always loved the way chris looked after a game, whether he was in a good mood.

when you turned your head back to the window again, chris finally broke the silence.

"who's jersey are you wearing?" chris asked, not taking his eyes off of the road. you looked at him with a puzzled espression.

"i don't know, it's just a random jersey," you replied, biting the inside of your cheek.

"that number—" chris took one hand off of the wheel to point to the number on your chest. "—is not mine. who's fucking number is that."

"chris, i don't know," you rolled your eyes. "y/r/n let me borrow it."

"don't give me that fuckin' attitude," chris scoffed, simultaneously maneuvering his way through traffic. "showing up to my game in another guy's fuckin' jersey. who do you think you are?"

chris's grip tightened on the steering wheel. you shook your head your head in disbelief at chris's jealousy. surely he wasn't getting this worked up over a jersey, right?

"just wait until we get home." chris's words sent chills down your spine. suddenly, all of the tension you felt towards chris turned sexual. you adjusted in your seat, squeezing your thighs tightly together.

once chris parked outside his condo complex, you practically leapt out of the car. you immediately headed towards the door, using your own keys to unlock the door, stepping inside and holding it open for chris who stumbled in with his gear. you slipped out your shoes off as chris dropped his bags on the floor without a word. he kicked off his own shoes and looked at you.

chris approached you, hooking his fingers in the neckline of the jersey.

"chris what are you— CHRIS!" you yelled as chris ripped the jersey straight down the middle. "what the fuck?"

"you don't fucking need this," chris tugged the ripped jersey off of you, tossing it aside. he turned back to you and gripped your jaw harshly, tilting your head up to look at him. you gasped at the action, your mouth lightly hanging open. "the only jersey you should be wearing is mine, got that?"

you nodded, a warmth beginning to grow in between your thighs. you couldn't lie, whenever chris was angry, you found him incredibly hot. the way his blue eyes got darker when looked at you made butterflies swarm in your stomach. honestly, whenever you guys fought you usually forgot about the issue as soon as you looked at chris.

chris leaned down and pressed his lips against yours, quickly deepening the kiss by slipping his tongue into your mouth. you let chris take full control, melting into him. your hands reached up to tangle in his hair, tugging st it slightly, eliciting a groan from chris,

chris sloppily worked his mouth from your lips to your jaw to your neck, sucking and biting harshly at the skin just above your collarbone. you whimper and tilt your head back, allowing chris to have more access to your neck.

you felt chris's hard-on press against your body, , causing your hips to instinctively roll into his. chris hand came down and place a quick, harsh slap on your ass. you yelped at the contact, chris's hand kneading your ass as he continued to leave marks on your neck.

once he was satisfied with the hickeys littering your neck, chris pulled away and let his hands roam your body.

"get on your knees," he commanded, removing his hands from your body to grab the hem of his shirt, swiftly pulling it over his head and off of his body. you sunk down in front of him, felling one of his hands go to the back of your head, gathering your hair into a makeshift ponytail. you hooked your fingers into the waistband of chris's sweatpants and boxers, pulling them both down to the floor and letting chris step out of them.

chris's cock sprung out of his boxers, slapping against his stomach. his veins were prominent along his shaft, and his tip was pink and glistening with precum. you wrapped your hand around his base, angling it down so you could kiss his tip, before opening your mouth to swirl your tongue around it.

"fuck," chris hoarsed out, tightening his grip on your hair. you pushed past his tip, taking more of his length into your mouth. you used your hand to stroke the rest of him that wouldn't fit in your mouth. you bobbed your head back and forth on his cock, occasionally moaning around him.

chris's other hand went to the back of your head, creating a tighter grip on your hair. you looked up at him with his cock still in your mouth, making eye contact while sucking him off.

"look so fuckin' good like this, with my cock stuffed in your mouth," chris grunted, stilling your head. he slowly pushed his hips into your mouth, moaning as you relaxed your throat and made room for him in your mouth. chris finally pushed his whole length into your mouth, curving down your throat. you gagged around him, only making him harder.

chris slowly began thrusting in and out of your mouth, hitting the back of your throat each time. tears pricked in your eyes and rolled down your cheeks as you choked and gagged around him, whimpering as he quickened his pace. he tilted your head up to look at him, moaning at the sight of you taking him.

“f-fuck, gonna take my cum like a good girl?” chris asked, barely able to talk through his own pleasure. his thrust grew sloppier and more desperate.

you hummed in response, chris letting out a loud moan. as chris’s hips staggered, you swallowed around him, drawing him to his climax, chris whined as your throat tightened around him, sucking him dry. he held your head there, buried on his cock as he caught his breath.

when he pulled out, he pulled you up into a kiss, his eyebrows scrunching in passion. his hands roamed from your arms to your waist to your hips, stopping to grip the back of your thighs.

“jump,” chris mumbled against your lips. you wrapped your arms around chris’s neck, hopping up. chris swiftly wrapped your legs around his waist, now carrying you in his arms. he made his way over to his room, keeping a tight grip on your thighs.

he walked you over to his bedroom. kicking the door shut behind him. one he reached the door of his bed, he tossed you onto the mattress and climbed over you, connecting your lips once again. he tugged harshly on the hem of your shirt.

“off, off,” he muttered in desperation, pulling back and yanking your shirt up. you lifted your arms, allowing him to peel the clothes off of your body. his hand fumbled hastily with the clasp of your bra, pulling it off in one swift move. he leaned down to kiss the valley in between your breasts as he snuck his fingers under your waistband, sliding your pants and panties off of your legs. he stood up, taking a moment to admire the sight in front of him.

“always so wet for me,” a light smirk tugged at chris’s lips. he reached his hand in between your legs, running his middle finger through your folds. you gasped and arched your back, causing chris’s smirk to widen.

“chris,” you whined needily. chris pulled his hand away from your cunt to inflict a sharp slap on your ass. you only let out another whimper.

“fuckin’ wait,” chris demanded. he moved in between your legs, holding the base of his cock in one hand. he lined himself up with you, glancing at your face. you lifted your hips off the bed, but chris immediately placed a hand on your stomach and pushed you down. “so needy."

chris readjusted so his body was looming over yours. he slowly began to push himself inside of you. you squeezed your eyes shut and gripped the sheets tightly as you felt chris stretching you out. chris took notice, his hand moving to caress your cheek. he groaned as he sunk into you, loving how warm and tight you felt around him.

"like you were made for me," chris breathed out as he bttomed out. you bit your lip, feeling his tip press against your cervix. chris started rolling his hips, lightly thrusting into you. you panted as you felt the pain from chris's size dissipate into pleasure.

you let out a soft moan, causing chris to groan in response. you reached your hands up to run along the skin of his back, pressing his body closer to yours. chris let his head hang down, his forehead resting on yours. chris's thrusts becams harder and faster, brushing against your g-spot every time.

"chris—fuck—don't stop," your nails scratched against chris's back, your body arching up to his. chris let out a strangled moan, fucking into you relentlessly. your moans only grew louder and more desperate. "oh, god, chris!"

chris looked at your face. your eyebrows were furrowed, you mouth hung open, and your hairline glistened with sweat. blood rushed to his dick at the sight, and his thrusts grew sloppier. you felt your own orgasm closely approaching.

"gonna cum with me baby?" chris grunted, now pounding into you at a pace that had you seeing stars.

"chris, chris, chris!" you chanted as he fuckied you, your cleching around him. your orgasm hit you like a truck, your head slamming back into a mattress as a long, loud moan escaped your throat. chris stilled inside of you, his dick twitching as he came.

you sighed as you felt yourself returning to reality, chris slowly pulling himself out of you. he watched your face, reaching a hand up to push away the hair that was sticking your forehead.

"so pretty," you flushed at the compliment, surprised at chris's sudden sweetness.

"thought you were mad at me," you panted out, your lips slightly curving upwards.

"i could never be mad at you," chris smiled back, leaning down to place a quick, sweet peck on your lips. "just don't ever think about wearing someone else's fucking jersey again."

...

author's note: first full length smut. 😋 throughout writing this , i wached an episode of love is blind, at least 3 cody ko videos, sung two karaoke songs, and had two shots. yay me! send me more requests! 😙

[dwntwn-strnlo]

Hi hi hi hi. Okay so here’s my idea. How about after Cochella (bitch idfk if that’s how u spell that shit) he’s super tired and so when he gets back to his hotel you are there to surprise him and he gets super happy. But he’s tired so he’s like super clingy so you get in bed and watch a movie while he tells you about his day. (This might be bad but fuck it we ballin) 😘

OMG 🤭 giggling already before i even start writing. thank you for the request pookie ❤️

N SIDE dominic fike

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓁𝓎, dwntwn-strnlo.

↳ 𝐀/𝐍. hooray! very short but whatever

↳ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. dominic fike x reader

↳ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. request!

↳ 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃? yes!

its the final night of coachella, and dominic was gifted the opportunity to sing a set all six nights. and with the needed preparation, he went out a week early. meaning- he has been away for almost three weeks now. and you would be a fool to admit that you didnt miss basking in the florida heat, by his side watching the tide roll up along the shore. your favorite musicians humming lightly through the speaker behind you.

so, after speaking with his manager in secret, you got yourself a ticket out to california. which explains why your now patiently impatiently waiting for dominic in his hotel room.

you practically roll of the bed when you hear someone at the door. desperately trying to turn the tv off as you get on comfortably hit the floor on the opposing side of the bed. anticipation rising the longer it takes for the door to open.

hearing the door shut, and things getting lazily tossed onto the tables, you smile to yourself. the second the lights flick on, you jump to your feet, throwing your hands in the air with a loud "boo!"

dominic flinches slightly, but is quick with forming a gentle smile on his face. not saying a word, he hurriedly makes way to you, wrapping his arms around your body in a much welcomed hug.

hugging him back, he places his chin on the top of your head. taking in your missed warmth.

"hi, love." you giggle, looking up at him.

he meets your eyes, pressing a quick kiss to your forehead, "i miss you, baby."

"ive missed you too," you smile, moving your head to kiss him. the kiss is slow due to your fatigue from cross-country jet lag, and his fatigue from a thirteen long set.

he pulls away with a smile. his heavy eyes taking you in. "i was hoping you were gonna show up unannounced." he sighs, "ive missed looking at your pretty face."

you laugh, "and ive missed looking at yours," you say, pulling him back in to a tight hug. rocking the two of you side to side on your feet.

"i love you, dom." you mumble against his shirt.

"i love you, baby." he mutters back, pressing a kiss to the side of your head.

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[edgessunflower]

Bloody kisses

Pairing: Damian Priest x Fem reader

Description: Things get heated between you and Damian when he finds you after being jumped Rhea

Damian knew Rhea was pissed but he wasn't expecting to see Finn and Dom pulling her to the locker room as she tried to jump and claw her way out of their grip while he walked out of the room to grab food when he found you on the ground against the wall. He immediately notices the blood pouring from your mouth and the forming bruise on the side of your face wincing when he gently touches your cheek where the bruise was before he places ice on it "What happened?" a sigh pours out of you a bit of guard by him wondering about you and that he actually cared "Why? You don't care about me?" he stops you before you could say anything else wiping blood off your chin "I'm much different than you think" you raise a brow as he gently lifts you over his shoulder setting you down in your locker room closing and locking the door as he cleans your knuckles and the cut on your shoulder as you tell him of rhea jumping you in the hall being tangled in a ball of limbs until you shoved her across a table getting a good spin kick in before the boys had grabbed and pulled her away to their locker room "I'm use to someone treating me like shit whether it's jumping me, leaving me notes, putting dye in my shampoo, just about everything pretty much" he feels his heart crack at how mistreated you are by tons of people and yet your use to it almost never having anyone who cares about you other than Solo, Bayley, Kevin, Zelina, Sami, and Rey. You tried to hold the tears and emotions in but the overwhelming sense of trust and safety with damian made you finally crack quietly letting the tears flow as his thumb caresses your bottom lip stopping over the small crack from where rhea had punched you earlier "Then let me show you that you are more cared about then you think" you're slightly confused before he softly presses your lips together sharing light tender kisses not caring about the small amount of blood that you both taste smiling before he carefully cleans your lip sharing another sweet kiss together before he was holding you in his arms melting against him in a quiet domestic moment feeling his lips press on your neck and temple exchanging numbers before he went back to his locker room smiling when you check your phone after going to your hotel room and getting ready for bed only to see a text from him saying "Good night, meet me in the morning Mariposa 😘" leaving you a puddle of putty before falling asleep waking up and meeting him outside the hotel sharing another kiss having breakfast together.

[marvelmaniac2000]

Hi! I adore how you wrote Riddler and the reader in the Fluff + Smut fic! I was wondering could I request a fic or some headcanons about Edward and Fem! Reader’s first time together, maybe with a little bit of soft dom Eddie please!

thank you so much! 💚✨

Thank youuu anon!!! 😘 I love writing about Eddie more than any other character tbh 😬 😅.. 💚 I'm so in love with him 💚

Love at First Sight -----------------------------------------------

There's so many different headcanons about him but here's the first few that come to mind.

Subject: Pure fluff, pet names, soft! dom Eddie, kiss maybe?, flirting, (sorry for misspelling and grammar)

Words: 400+

just major cuteness to go around UGH

Side notes: all of the possibilities are endless, where do I even begin?

*sobbed uncontrollably in a corner*

This handsome man can't keep his eyes off of you.

he will constantly tell you how absolutely pretty and beautiful you are.

He wants to hold your hand and brush it against his lips.

chivalry is NOT dead when it comes to Eddie. He will hold the door open for you, give you his jacket when it's raining, constantly walking right beside you to make you feel protected.

He will look deep into your eyes and hold eye contact to let you know how much he's listening to you.

He has a bad habit of brushing your loose strands behind your ears.

He loves sitting next to you and swinging his arm around any sofa/couch/chair you guys are sitting in.

SUPER controlling and protective of your relationship.

He insist in paying and he never wants you too. It's just in his nature duh.

some of the nicknames he will give you: love bun, sweet heart, honey, baby girl, princess, pretty girl, cutie pie, Ms.beautiful, mama,

He's so proud to call him his, he super affectionate in public with you

You both do everything together

He lets you borrow all of his hoodies and sweaters

YOU'RE his everything <3

. . .

"I can't believe we are finally together" you cling on to his arm. You walk with him down the street of Gotham with the biggest grin on your face. After all of the bad exes in your life you finally met someone who would do all of the things you wanted in a boyfriend.

"I believe it, I knew eventually you would come to me" he had his hands in his loose jacket with a sheepish smile. He was so cute and wholesome as he stayed close to you. It felt so good knowing you had someone to trust. You never wanted to leave his side, he meant to so much to you now. Is this what being in love felt like? Many cute plans and fantasies flooded your mind. You couldn't wait to do so many things with him. To show everyone the sweet guy you were with. Why didn't you approach him sooner?

You both just wandering around the mall but (actually he was just following you around) he could care less about anything beside just spending time with you. The sun was setting and you grew tired from today. "You ready to go home baby?" Eddie absently offered to hold your bag as you stopped mid stride to looked at the time on your phone.

"yea, I work tomorrow unlike you" you peck a kiss on his cheek. both of you worked at the same place, but opposite ends of the building. You always miss him dearly when you guys get busy with other tasks.

"Just call in I want to lay in my bed with you it's been forever" his clingy demeanor kicked in realizing how long it's been since he had you in his arms. He needed you now and tomorrow. You were the only person who understood him and loved him for who he was. He didn't want to lose the happiness that kept him alive.

"Don't worry about them babe, you're always working extra days. We still have so much stuff we need to do at home" he caressed his rough hand on your cheek. His thumb gripped your chin. "You promised me you would cuddle and lay in bed with me right?" his soft deep voice became persuasive drawing you in like smoke. Eddie leaned in to kiss you slowly making you moan. " I promise" you peck his lips again. Eddie felt like he was on cloud nine, finally having the girl and life he dreamed of.

Likes/comments/reblogs/requests & asks

much love <3

[warlocksass]

Kinktober Part One

Bratting/Brat taming + Guided masturbation + Edging

Jade is a brat, Dragon loves it.

Heads up: NSFW, Explicit sexual content, M/M, Dragon x Human, Bratting, Edging, Guided masturbation, Dom/Sub, Temperature play. Words: 5,766

Read on AO3

All That Glitters Masterpost

[Treasure]

Picture attached: Jade taking a mirror selfie, leaning on the bathroom counter. He's wearing a white button-up with only a few buttons done up. It's obviously big on him. In the background there's another mirror reflecting his back, showing off his ass covered in emerald green lace underwear.

[Dragon]

You finally decided to wear the set I gave you when I'm not there?

It's only been two days and you're already acting out. Is this how the next two weeks are going to go?

[Treasure]

I'm not acting out…

Yet

Check your jacket pocket

[Dragon]

How many of these polaroids have you hidden in my things?

[Treasure]

:)

…

[Dragon]

Would you at least show me what you're spending so much of my money on?

[Treasure]

✨No✨

…

[Treasure]

Video attached: A short video of Jade filming himself in the bedroom, standing in front of a full length mirror. He's wearing a black lingerie set, it has a lace corset dress that barely goes down to his hips. Lace panties peek out from under it. Jade is trailing his fingers over his torso and shows off how tightly the dress fits over him.

[Dragon]

Be good and keep your hands to yourself.

[Treasure]

Like this?

Picture attached: Jade kneeling in front of the mirror, the dress is pulled up and his panties pulled down just enough for his cock to be seen. He's hard and already playing with himself.

Video call length: 2h 44 min 17s

…

[Treasure]

Picture attached : A group of people sitting in the living room, socializing and drinking. Jade's hand is in the shot, showing off his drink.

[Dragon]

Having fun?

[Treasure]

Going out later, decided to start at our place

Picture attached: Jade taking a full body mirror selfie. He's dressed in a half mesh long sleeved top that has a triangular pattern of solid black fabric stripes going down from his shoulders, over his nipples and down his torso where it disappears under his high waisted leather shorts. The shorts end at the top of his thighs, leaving most of his legs revealed. He's wearing knee high platform high heels that have thick belts going across them. The belts are held in place with small locks along the sides of Jade's legs.

Picture attached: Mirror selfie of Jade's face showing off his dark makeup and styled hair, he's wearing a dark lip color and a chain of earrings hanging from his ear.

Video chat denied.

I'm with my friends😊

Picture attached: Jade taking a selfie with someone, they're sitting at the back seat of a car. Jade is wearing Dragon's leather jacket, it's a little big on him. They both have drinks in their hands.

Picture attached: Group picture of Jade with his friends, they're all sitting at a private table in a nightclub. Jade is wearing Dragon's leather jacket though it's now fallen off his shoulders and is draped over his elbows. They're all holding drinks.

[Dragon]

Drink some water.

[Treasure]

Picture attached: Jade taking a selfie, he's flushed from the heat or from being drunk. He's holding up a glass to his face, it's obviously not water.

…

[Dragon]

Picture attached: Six polaroid pictures of Jade in different sensual poses laid out on a table.

Have I found all of them now?

[Treasure]

😇

…

[Dragon]

Picture attached: A different polaroid of Jade, Dragon is holding it in his fingers.

In the middle of my business cards, really? What if I gave it away to someone without looking?

[Treasure]

It's a very good picture

[Dragon]

It is, you're lucky I noticed it before I gave it away.

[Treasure]

😘

…

[Treasure]

You wanted to see what I buy with your money

So here

Picture attached: Jade sitting in front of the mirror in their bedroom, wearing Dragon's button up shirt and nothing else. There's a big dildo standing up between his legs, hiding his cock from view. It's thick, black in color and covered in bumps and ridges. It's so tall it reaches Jade's navel.

Video call denied.

You're getting a video later😋

…

Dragon melted through the shadows and stepped into their dark bedroom. What was the point in waiting three more days to travel back when he could teleport? He found Jade splayed on their bed, filming himself on his phone as he jacked off.

"I thought I told you to keep your hands to yourself." He smirked as Jade visibly startled, his phone falling somewhere on the bed.

"Holy shit, Dragon, I almost ripped my dick off." Dragon paid him no mind as he stalked up to the bed before climbing on without breaking his stride. Climbing on top of Jade Dragon purred in satisfaction as his body boxed in the one below him, his long hair creating a curtain around them.

Jade was speechless as Dragon gripped his chin before delving in for a heated kiss. He forwent being gentle and immediately forced Jade's mouth open, pushing his tongue inside. Jade groaned and gripped his neck, opening his mouth wider for Dragon and did his best to kiss him back.

Dragon growled into the searing kiss, prompting Jade to whimper and arch his body under him. Without breaking the kiss Dragon trailed a clawed hand gently down Jade's body before roughly gripping his straining cock.

It was already slick and lubed up, twitching hotly under him. Jade was obviously edging himself before Dragon appeared. The cock in his palm twitched as Dragon teased the slick head with the pad of his thumb, but that was all the gentleness it got before Dragon started jacking Jade off roughly. Jade whimpered into the kiss, his whole body twitching under the rough treatment. He scratched at Dragon's scalp as he released loud moans into their heated kiss.

Dragon didn't relent, didn't give Jade a reprieve until his whole body went taut and he was about to come. Only then did Dragon break their kiss, sitting up on Jade's thighs and taking his hands away from Jade's straining cock.

"I- fuck, why?" Jade looked at him with pitiful eyes.

Dragon smirked cruelly. "Did you really think your behavior wouldn't earn a punishment?"

Jade pouted and put on his best innocent face. "I didn't even do anything…"

Dragon just raised an eyebrow. Jade didn't try to argue further.

He waited for Jade's body to come down from the edge before getting off the bed.

"You're not gonna do more?" Jade was full on pouting now. Dragon smirked at his adorable face. He grabbed him by the cheeks and pulled him in for another kiss - still hot and electrifying, but nothing compared to the one they shared just before.

"Go make me a drink and wait there."

Jade looked at him incredulously before giving in and leaving the room. Dragon watched his perfect ass leave.

If he knew Jade, he was still going to pull something before Dragon got him to behave. Excitement washed over Dragon. Dragon didn't give him much time to set something up. He just took his suit jacket off and kicked off his shoes and socks. Before leaving the room he grabbed the thick dildo and lube Jade had beside him on the bed.

When he walked into the living room Jade presented him with a glass full of ice and a splash of whiskey in it. Dragon couldn't help but be charmed. He didn't let it show on his face and just raised an eyebrow at a very satisfied looking Jade.

He couldn't wait to make him cry and beg. His teasing over the two weeks took its toll and now Dragon needed to see Jade taken apart by him to then put him back together.

He clicked his tongue as he took the glass. Condensation immediately started gathering on the outside due to the heat of his palm. "Pet, you're just making your punishment worse."

"And what are you going to do about it, old man?" Jade still had that mischievous glint in his eyes, the teasing smirk just begging to be rubbed off his face.

Dragon grabbed him by the back of his neck and turned him around. He marched Jade to the spacious black velvet sofa, not letting him see as Dragon put the toy and lube on the side table.

Dragon sat on the sofa, dragging Jade down with him. He ran his hands over Jade's back and sides, making him shiver and arch his back. Dragon left a bite on the back of Jade's neck before pulling him over his lap.

He positioned himself and Jade so that Jade's excited cock wouldn’t get any friction, dangling between his spread thighs as it was. He felt Jade's excited shiver as he rubbed calming hands over Jade's ass and top of his thighs.

And then he positioned the cold glass full of ice on the small of his back.

Jade twitched in indignation, but Dragon held him down.

"H- hey!"

"Be good and count for me, would you?" Dragon didn't let him answer before the first slap hit his plump ass.

He waited and gave Jade a chance to be good. He clicked his tongue before running his claws gently down one thigh. Jade gasped.

"Every time you mess up we will start from the top and I'll add five more hits. How many do you think you can take?"

"I-..." Dragon once again didn't let him finish before bringing his palm down on his other ass cheek.

Jade jumped and whined out "One." Dragon purred.

"Good, that wasn't that hard, was it? Now, keep good count or we'll restart." he kneaded Jade's ass cheeks with his palm as he talked, teasing the heating flesh.

He brought his palm over the top of his thigh. "Two…"

By the time Jade counted to five, his ass was a very nice shade of red. By seven he was squirming and arching his back into Dragon's palm as it came down.

The glass of ice slid over his body, leaving a cold wet trail as Jade shuddered and let out a pitiful whine. Dragon caught the glass before it could topple and put it back in the middle of Jade's back.

He clicked his tongue again. "I told you to be good. Start from the beginning."

"What?!"

Dragon shut him up with a harder slap on his bruising ass cheek and gripped it hard. Jade shuddered and moaned before remembering to start counting again. Dragon enjoyed watching Jade struggle to count as his cock kept making a puddle under them. Jade smelled so aroused it was overtaking all other smells of the room and left Dragon so pleased he purred.

"Eight..."

"Was it?" Dragon smirked as Jade swallowed and gave him a second to gather himself.

"S-seven! It was seven…" Dragon dragged a calming palm over Jade's red ass, doing nothing to actually calm the skin there.

"Good boy." he purred and continued to rain satisfying smacks down on Jade's ass and thighs until they were a lovely shade of red and Jade was vibrating with the effort of staying as still as possible.

Once they hit twenty Dragon finally relented and he heard Jade take a shuddering gasp. Dragon took an ice cube from the glass and trailed it gently over the overheated skin, watching it twitch under his fingers. He trailed the melting ice over Jade's skin until it was completely gone and only then did he raise the glass off his back to put it on the side table, still in easy reach.

Jade's breathing was still coming fast, but definitely slower than what it was a minute ago. He helped Jade sit up and positioned him straddling his lap, face to face.

Jade's face was all red, his lower lip plump from being bitten, his eyes a little glassy.

Dragon trailed gentle palms over his shuddering torso, avoiding any sensitive areas as he waited for Jade to fully calm down. His cock was red and weeping, a puddle of precum was beneath them, soaking into the expensive fabric. Dragon smiled.

"You're so beautiful when you're desperate." There was still a spark of challenge in Jade's green eyes and Dragon felt excitement wash over him.

"Is that the worst you can do?"

Dragon's grin was bordering on feral. "Oh pet, we are just getting started…" he leaned close to Jade as he ran claws over his sensitive skin. "By the time I am done with you your voice will be shot from begging…" He didn't need to growl, his whispering tone did the job and tore the softest moan from Jade.

Dragon grabbed Jade by his chin and met their eyes. "Open." Jade obeyed without thinking and Dragon put a small ice cube on his tongue before closing his mouth for him. "Let that melt, you have to be thirsty after all that counting." Jade rolled his eyes but didn't protest.

Dragon used his magic to call over the decanter of whiskey and poured some into the glass. The ice was still melting, keeping the glass and the drink cold. He took a sip and leaned back on the couch, enjoying the view in front of him.

Dragon still had his dress shirt and pants on, and Jade was fully naked in his lap, his pretty cock red and desperate for attention. His pierced nipples were hard and straining and Dragon was so tempted to put his mouth over them and tease Jade to tears.

Later, though.

Jade was still watching him with a defiant look in his eyes, his eyes roaming all over Dragon. He felt Jade's gaze like a caress.

"You were in the middle of something before I so rudely interrupted you. Please, continue." Dragon leaned comfortably on the sofa as understanding came to Jade's eyes.

He immediately reached for his wet cock before Dragon stopped him with a click from his tongue.

"So impatient. No. Start from the beginning." Jade froze for a second before he bit his lip and trailed his long fingers up his own torso. He immediately went to tease his nipples, but Dragon was dissatisfied again.

"Surely, you can give yourself more attention. Start by rubbing your neck, I know you're sensitive there. Hm. Slower."

"Just like that…" Dragon watched as Jade obeyed his instructions. His fingers gently ran over his neck to his shoulders, caressing the sensitive skin there.

"Good. See, isn't that nicer?" Jade gave a slight nod, Dragon wasn't sure he was even aware he did it. Dragon took a sip of his drink, feeling the burn down his throat. "Now, run your fingers down your pecs, but avoid your nipples for now. Get as close as you can without touching them."

Jade's pretty lips were slightly open as he gasped soft breaths and listened to Dragon's commands. His fingers ran lower, and Jade arched his back as he avoided touching where he was most sensitive.

"That's right, use your nails to scratch lightly. Do you want to touch yourself, pet?" Jade nodded as his eyes drooped, his eyelids half closed. Dragon listened to the quiet whimper as Jade scratched the sensitive skin around his nipples, teasing himself.

"Put that pretty mouth to use and suck on your fingers. Make them nice and wet." Jade immediately stuffed two of his long fingers in his mouth. Dragon's cock twitched in its restraints as he watched Jade suck his own fingers, some saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth and down his chin. Dragon licked his lips as he took another drink from the ice cold glass.

"Now, use those wet fingers to tease your nipple." Jade whimpered and his hips twitched as he pulled on his nipple. His other hand was still teasing around the other. "Good. Go on and give it a twist for me, baby." Jade obeyed and twisted his own nipple until a whine tore out his mouth. "Does that feel good, pet?" Jade nodded.

"Words, please."

"F-feels good, D." Dragon raised an eyebrow but didn't comment on the new nickname.

"That's good, sweetheart. But I think your other nipple feels left out, huh? Don't you want to feel even better?"

"Yes, please." Jade let out a shuddering breath and met Dragon's hungry gaze.

"Lick those pretty fingers first, let me watch you suck on them." Jade put the fingers of his other hand in his mouth. He opened his mouth so Dragon could see how his tongue writhed and licked at the digits, making more spit run down his chin. "That's good, now play with your other nipple. Pull and twist them for me."

Dragon sipped his whiskey, enjoying the show, as Jade arched his back at the way he treated his own nipples. He played with the metal bars piercing them, using the piercings to twist and pull his nipples until they were puffy and red.

Dragon let Jade tease himself until his hips were constantly twitching, desperately seeking contact.

"That's enough, pet. Look at that, your nipples are so nice and red, makes me want to bite." Jade whimpered and arched his back in offering. Dragon's cock twitched in his pants, the fabric tented. He ignored it for now.

"Run your fingers down your waist for me, to your hips, and then slowly back up. That's right, just like that." Jade looked lovely running his own hands over his body, teasing himself.

"Do you want to touch your cock?" Dragon smirked at Jade's desperate nod. "Go ahead, but only one hand." Jade immediately gripped himself and started stroking. Another dissatisfied tongue click. "Not like that." Jade let out a whimper at Dragon's commanding tone.

"Again. Only use one hand. Wrap your fingers around the shaft. Just like that. Can you feel yourself pulsing?" Jade's mouth was fully open in a gasp as he gripped himself. His whole body strained at the effort to stop himself from moving.

"Now slowly move your hand up. You can grip tighter... Good. Rub a finger over the head, doesn't that feel nice? Press into the slit for a second, feel how wet you are there." Dragon was watching Jade's movements with heated eyes, But Jade was only watching his face. Dragon gave a satisfied smirk.

"Move your hand down slowly, keep your grip nice and tight, your cock is wet enough to let you slide easily, isn't it? You're so desperate... Grip the base tightly, don't let yourself come yet." Jade obeyed with a desperate whine. His eyes behind the drooped lids looked glassy and desperate. But not enough to beg yet. Dragon was going to change that.

"Let go, move lower, you should pay attention to your balls. Be good and play with your nipples as you do." Dragon watched as Jade desperately fondled his balls while twisting and pulling on his nipple before moving to the other one. "Grip your cock again, do the same - keep your grip nice and tight and slowly move your hand up..."

Jade looked mouth watering like this. Desperately gripping and playing with his wet cock, teasing his own nipples. His body was flushed and covered in a light sheen of sweat. His plump lips formed an inviting 'o' as he gasped and mewled at the attention he was giving himself.

Dragon watched him with keen eyes, waiting for signs that he was about to come.

It was subtle - a catch in Jade's breath, a twitch in his legs and a desperate look in his eyes.

"Stop. Right now." Jade obeyed, but shot him a wild look, obviously ripped out of the pleasant state of mind he was in. Jade was gasping desperately, catching his breath as his cock twitched and leaked precome.

Dragon gave Jade a pleased smirk and took another sip from his glass, enjoying himself.

Jade shivered as his body was denied another orgasm. Dragon wasn't in any hurry and enjoyed the view of Jade's desperate body as he waited for him to move away from the edge.

"Go on, touch yourself." Jade gave him a distrustful gaze, but quickly gave in. He hissed as he wrapped his fingers tightly around his cock and went back to teasing his nipple.

"Slower. Just like that. We're in no hurry, you should enjoy yourself thoroughly." Dragon grinned at the glare Jade sent his way before he slowed his desperate moves.

"Give that pretty cock head more attention. Rub a finger around it, it's so sensitive, concentrate on the way your finger feels when you're running it just around the edge… Isn't that nice? Now press into the slit again, just enough that it hurts." Jade's hips twitched and he arched his back, his head falling back. The column of his neck looked extremely inviting for biting.

"Press a finger right under the head, over the vein, feel the pressure there. Can you feel how much you twitch when you're desperate?" Jade nodded his head desperately and groaned loudly.

"Run your fingertips over your cock, go down slowly and then back up." Dragon watched him jack off with that light touch until he saw his orgasm approaching again.

"Stop." Jade whined and glared.

"How many times-"

"However many I feel like it." Dragon retorted and spanked the side of Jade's thigh, making the man jump.

Jade's expression morphed into a pleading one. But he still wasn't begging.

"Suck on two of your fingers." Jade obeyed, but he wasn't too happy about it. He didn't make a show of it and just shoved two of his fingers in his mouth. Dragon watched in amusement.

Dragon shifted his legs so Jade was splayed out with his legs wider, leaning back with one hand on Dragon’s knee.

"I'm sure you want something inside you." Jade's eyes went wide as he nodded. "Go ahead and rub your entrance with one of those fingers. Don't push inside."

Jade obeyed, his movements desperate. Dragon enjoyed the view of Jade rubbing over his tight pucker with the pad of his wet finger, making the skin glisten with saliva. Jade gasped desperately as his teasing rubbing fastened in pace.

"Shh, don't hurry. We wouldn't want you to hurt yourself, would we?" Dragon enjoyed the heated glare he received from Jade.

"Slowly push the tip of one finger inside. Don't go deeper than that. Yes, now pull it out and push it back in. Fuck your hole with the tip of your finger." It was a mesmerizing sight. Dragon knew just how wide the desperate hole could stretch, enjoyed stretching Jade to fit both of his cocks inside. But watching Jade tease himself on the tip of his finger was a different kind of pleasure.

"Are you ready for more, pet? What's with that look? I'm only making sure you don't get hurt... If you're ready, push in more, to the second knuckle and fuck yourself like that."

Jade's body was trembling, his neglected cock weeping between them, but neither paid attention. Dragon watched with rapt attention as Jade slid his finger deeper before pulling out and pushing in again.

"Push that finger fully inside. I'm sure you can take it." Jade immediately fucked the finger inside himself, his movements fast as his hips twitched.

"Slow down, pet. You wouldn't want to over do it, would you?" With a whimper Jade went back to a slow and gentle pace that wasn't doing much for him, but Dragon was enjoying. "You ready for that second finger?" Jade bit his lip hard, Dragon assumed so he wouldn't accidentally beg. "Words, please." He wasn't going to make this easy on Jade.

"Fucking- yes! Let me fuck myself on my fingers!"

"Tsk. Such language." Jade growled and rolled his eyes as he pushed the second finger inside himself and fucked his tight hole. "You're so desperate you won't even play nice? Go ahead and fuck yourself faster on those pretty fingers. Get your hand around that desperate cock of yours. Hold it tight. Doesn't that feel good? Find your prostate and rub that with your fingers." Dragon held Jade's desperate gaze as he obeyed his commands, his whole body shivering and twitching as Jade continued to play with himself. His cock twitched every time Jade's fingers rubbed over his prostate and his tight hold moved desperately over his cock.

Dragon watched as the man on top of him moved desperately, chasing his release. And when it looked like he was about to reach it, Dragon commanded.

"Stop. Hands to yourself."

Jade obeyed with a sad whimper. His body was tense, hips twitching, seeking the orgasm that was so cruelly ripped away. Dragon watched, satisfied. Jade's whole body was shaking and he gasped heavy breaths, his eyes holding back desperate tears.

Dragon watched as he played with the glass in his hands, a few ice cubes still rattling inside. He smirked cruelly and tilted the wet glass over Jade's overheated cock, letting the condensation outside the glass gather into a few drops and drip onto it.

Jade screamed and clutched at Dragon's knees. The cold water on his abused cock must have felt like heaven and hell combined. Dragon watched as the cock twitched and let out a fresh stream of precome.

Jade watched with wary eyes as Dragon picked one ice cube from the glass before slowly trailing it down Jade's body. He watched as goosebumps appeared on the naked body after the ice cube. Jade whimpered as Dragon rubbed the ice over his oversensitive nipples.

He let the ice melt on Jade's torso, teasing his nipples, navel and neck. When it melted he picked up a second cube and brought it over to Jade's sensitive entrance.

He watched Jade closely as he slowly pushed the ice inside him. As soon as he pressed it to Jade's swollen prostate Jade choked.

"No, no, I can't." Dragon moved the ice deeper before pulling it back down, rubbing it over the prostate again.

"You take heat with no problem, but when it comes to ice you're so ready to give up?" Dragon watched for any signs of Jade tapping out. Of all the things they've done, ice was usually what made Jade safeword the quickest. So far it looked like he was holding on.

The ice cube melted quickly in Jade's heated body and Jade let out a relieved sigh. He looked desperate, his eyes glassy, lips bitten and swollen. Dragon wanted to do nothing more but take. But they still weren't finished. Dragon put the glass away to Jade's relief. But the released sigh was cut off when he saw Dragon bringing over the massive dildo and lube.

He whimpered and gripped Dragon's legs harder.

"What's wrong, pet? You bought this, I thought you'd want to use it?" Dragon positioned the toy between his legs, right next to Jade's cock. He just had to raise his hips a bit and he would be able to ride the fat silicone.

Dragon diligently covered the toy in lube, making it nice and slick.

"Go ahead, raise your hips. Now sink down slowly. Stop. Can you feel the head pressing on your rim? Move your hips, grind over the toy and feel it teasing your hole." Jade was gasping desperately as he did as he was told.

"Now sit down slowly. You didn't really stretch enough to take it fast, so you have to go nice and slow." A desperate groan made Dragon grin. He was holding the toy in place with one hand, the other gripping the sofa cushion. Jade slowly sank down on the toy, groaning as it stretched his underprepared rim. He was far from it being fully inside him when Dragon stopped him.

"Shh, take a breath. I know it's a lot, huh? You're doing so well, taking such a big cock." Jade mewled and twitched his hips desperately. "Ready to go further? Go ahead, pet. Sink down, can you take it all?"

Jade could, indeed, take it all. He was letting out these desperate " Ah, ah, ah " moans that were driving Dragon nuts. Jade's cock was constantly leaking and he had saliva running down his chin.

"Do you want to move your hips, baby? I promise it will feel amazing." Jade slowly rose up, his body clinging to the toy before sinking back down. As his body got used to the delicious stretch, his movements became frantic and desperate, riding the fake cock.

"Tease your nipples for me, pet. That's it, just like that. How's that feel? Are you going to come soon?" Jade fucked himself on the dildo desperately as he pulled and twisted his nipples roughly. He was constantly whining now, tears finally spilling from his eyes.

"Play with your cock, make yourself come." Jade gave him a desperate look as he shook his head no.

"Don't you want to come, pet? Doesn't this feel good?" he twisted the dildo as Jade fucked down on it and made him scream.

"No- Yes- I- Ah! I want your cock." Dragon gave a mock pout.

"Didn't you buy this toy just for this? Is it not good enough for you my dear?"

Jade was full on crying, fat tears rolling down his face as he continued to ride the dildo at a fast pace as he tortured his sensitive nipples. He shook his head no.

"I want- I need your cock. Please, D. I'm sorry I've been bad, just please make me come on your cock..." Dragon purred at the desperation in Jade's voice. He looked truly miserable at the idea that he would come on the toy instead of Dragon's cock, and yet he still didn't stop moving or teasing his nipples because Dragon didn't tell him to.

"You're so sweet when you want to be, pet. Did you brat out because you missed me?" Jade nodded his head desperately, tears rolling down his cheeks. "Acted out because you wanted my attention, huh? I missed you too, sweetheart." Having Jade pliant like this for him after two weeks of his attitude was the best reward.

With one move Dragon had Jade laid out on the couch below him. He didn't waste any time before he pulled his straining cock out of his pants. Jade didn't even get to feel empty as Dragon pulled the silicone toy out of his stretched hole before Dragon slammed his cock inside.

Jade screamed and his body went taut as he came from Dragon's cock fucking into him. No matter how big the toy was, Dragon was just bigger enough for Jade to feel the stretch as his body accommodated the bigger intrusion.

Dragon growled and didn't stop as the hot walls around his cock got tighter and Jade's cock finally spurted come all over his stomach, his orgasm powerful enough to reach his neck.

He kept fucking Jade through his orgasm and didn't stop as it petered out, licking Jade's come off his neck, enjoying the salty taste on his tongue.

Jade wrapped his hands around Dragon's neck and his legs around his hips, clinging to his body and letting out little pleading moans on every thrust.

"Please, please, please..."

Dragon wasn't sure Jade knew what he was begging for, but he could guess. Jade's hips kept meeting his on every thrust, his orgasm barely stopped before another one was approaching.

Dragon enjoyed the feeling of overheated walls around his cock and angled his hips to rub over Jade's prostate on every thrust. Jade stopped mewling words and they shifted into desperate sounds as he dug his nails into Dragon's clothed back.

Dragon wrapped his hand around Jade's cock and pushed his tongue in Jade's mouth in a desperate kiss. He felt more than heard Jade groan as he jacked him off roughly while fucking his tight ass.

It didn't take long for Jade to come again. Dragon fucked him through his second orgasm, but released his cock when it stopped spurting come. He broke the kiss as Jade gasped desperately.

"Please come inside me. I need it. Please, D, please..." He was back to crying out of desperation and Dragon grinned to himself. He loved making Jade all pliant and desperate for him, especially after he acted out and was being bratty. He was such a sweetheart like this, always honest about what he wanted.

Dragon gave a few more rough thrusts before stilling, cock deep inside Jade's welcoming body as he filled him up. Dragon's orgasm washed over him in waves, making his cock spurt and twitch in the tight hole he was plugging up. Jade's eyes rolled back as he felt the hot come fill him up, he looked like he was having a religious experience. The walls around Dragon's cock twitched and milked his cock in a delicious rhythm, prolonging Dragon's orgasm.

Dragon enjoyed filling him up and didn't hurry to move. Jade looked like he was floating somewhere, a pleased expression on his relaxed face.

Dragon kissed him gently, coaxing him back to reality. Jade kissed him back, but it took a good minute before it felt like Jade was back with him.

Dragon made sure Jade's legs were wrapped around his waist as he picked him up. They both groaned as Jade sank lower on Dragon's cock. Jade rested his forehead on Dragon's shoulder and held onto his neck, letting Dragon move them where he wanted.

Dragon easily carried him back to bed, stopping for some water on his way there. By the time Jade recovered his higher functions Dragon had slipped out of him and was laying on his side, head propped on his hand while his other pet Jade's body.

Jade looked at him and smiled. A shiver ran down Dragon's back at the open trust and adoration in Jade's eyes.

"You're so cruel." Jade cupped his hand over Dragon's cheek. Dragon kissed his palm and bit into the meat of the thumb gently.

"You loved it." Jade grinned, unrepentant. "You missed me so much you had to act out?" Dragon dragged his fingers through the drying mess on Jade's stomach.

"You're such a menace."

"You love it." It was Dragon's turn to grin before he captured Jade's lips in another searing kiss. He enjoyed the taste of his lover before breaking it and flipping him over to his front, situating himself on Jade's thighs and admiring the bruised skin.

He licked a stripe up a cheek as Jade let out a confused sound.

"Didn't I tell you? Your voice will be ruined from begging by the time I'm done with you tonight." Dragon pushed two fingers into Jade's messy hole and enjoyed the surprised moan that elicited.

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My top BL-Series Of 2022

Hello my fellow Bl-fans. The girls/ gays and theys obviously won this year, so let’s look back on our blessings 😃

I’m not spoiling anything or I’m trying not to, let’s go 🚶🏻‍♀️

1. KinnPorsche

This doesn‘t come surprising, does it? I remember how I lived week to week back then and the mafia topic was still kind of new and oh so exciting. Enough sexyness, earnestness and humour gave this series a well rounded outcome. There were still holes in the plot here and there but where weren‘t any this year? Let‘s move on. (Waiting for season 2)

2. Semantic Error

My god, these two held me by my throat in the beginning of this year, you couldn‘t help but immediately fall in love with them. It was a successful series and I hope Jaechan and Seoham will do another project in the future, but I don’t think so as of now.

3. Young Royals 2

Another Wilmon gold piece produced, which plot went smooth and showed progress over the episodes. It’s still very short for such an amazing piece and I miss Wilmon almost all of the time, but I‘ll gladly wait for season 3.

4. The Eclipse

The portraying of strong queers went WILD with this one. How Akk got weak in the knees because of Ayan had me gushing over them every week. The plot is lacking a little tho since some points weren’t finished/ worked on properly and Thua..no, just no. Neo looked so dann handsome in his role though and did such a good job with Louis!

5. Between Us

It‘s not finished yet and the plot seems to move too slow atm, but boy, Win is the consent king of this year and is doing the work for every bl character this year that couldn’t do the bare minimum. *COUGH*LITA*COUGH*

We also got a P‘Deeaan~ and the UWMA throwback is nice and so well done from this perspective.

6. Cutie Pie

Nunew and Zee feeding the sub bottom/ dom top fetish/ height difference fetish well 😂 I didn’t like the bff side couple that much and sometimes the corny plot was too much, but the acting was well done.

7. My School President

I can’t believe either that this is in my list already BUT IT IS MAKING ME FEEL THINGS THAT COME CLOSE TO THE THINGS I FELT WHILE WATCHING BAD BUDDY. It is super cute now, not like you think at the beginning and I can’t wait for a new episode. The fandom posts here on Tumblr are also 😘👌🏻

8. Never Let Me Go

This one is also here already. Can’t say much except for the acting that has improved for both Pond and especially Phuwin, my little guy grew up.

9. Blueming

One of the best k-bls this year, hands down. Story, aesthetics, just everything.

10. 180 Degrees Longitude Passes Through Us

"You ask me what I‘m thinking about, I tell you that I’m thinking about whatever you’re thinking about“ it’s DADDY ISSUES, everyone! We all needed a series like this. It was slow-paced and kind of clickbait, but the aesthetic shots made up for that. Nothing made up for the one of a hell annoying mother tho. I also didn’t know any of the actors before even though they seem quite famous.

Very honorable mentions:

Plus And Minus (best Taiwanese bl, still not over the cameo)

Star In My Mind (the Joong-flavour)

My Only 12% (good worked out plot, good acting, angsty season)

Enchanté (the end omg 🤦🏻‍♀️, Force is one handsome dude)

Old Fashion Cupcake & Mr. Unlucky Has No Choice (best of Japan this year)

My Secret Love (preferred the second couple)

Cherry Magic The Movie (😍 I missed them and WEDDIIIIING)

Big Dragon (…they could improve the plot for season 2)

Love Mechanics (the kinda non-con at the end turned me off and it wasn’t my favourite story to begin with)

Eternal Yesterday (I should‘ve watched the trailer, I didn’t expect THAT 😂 but it was still good)

To My Star 2 (at first I thought we didn’t need the angst, but we kind of did)

Vice Versa (good story, mediocre acting, not my favorite couple except for the lesbians 😏)

Cupid’s Last Wish (…we didn’t need that, but EarthMix we did)

Kissable lips (I’m happy that the actors still work together, but it was mediocre)

About Youth (can’t remember anything, but it was good 😶)

My Tooth Your Love (cute and the couples slayed)

Magic Of Zero (🥹 EarthMix and MilkLove)

Secret Crush On You (super corny and mediocre acting, but the topics they handled and how they handled them!! Rare occasion)

The Tuxedo (pretty actors and an okay plot)

The Miracle Of Teddy Bear (not my cup of tea, but I’m happy it was kinda famous in Thailand)

Not so honorable mentions:

Minato’s Laundromat (did turn me off and also non-con)

A Man Who Defies The World Of BL 2 (it was probably decent, but I can’t remember one second of it 😫, I’m getting old)

Ocean Likes Me (cute and HOLLAND💓💓💓💓💗 but we didn’t need that)

Cherry Blossoms After Winter (the non-con destroyed it)

Our Days (I don’t know what the person ate that made the plot go this way)

Check Out (we all know why this is here, I can watch porn instead, thanks)

Close Friend 2 (oh we didn’t need that as well)

Love In The Air (kinda non-con and Mame can’t live without rape in a plot, sorry not sorry)

Oh!My Sunshine Night ( I started this series and stopped after two episodes since it was boring, sorry OhmFluke)

War Of Y (started off good, but went downhill pretty fast. Been skipping the last few weeks through the episodes)

Love Victor 3 (not sure where to put this honestly. I loved 1&2, but this was a back and forth, which is normal for teenagers, but I think this wasn’t it for me)

Mr. Cinderella (finally a Vietnamese bl, but not my cup of tea)

Heartstopper (kinda overhyped, plot didn’t get me, boring 😶)

Note at the end: Look how far we’ve come! It’s sad bl’s with lots of sex scenes get the most attention, I recommend everyone to just watch porn if you’re thinking a series/ movie is bad/ not enough because there is not enough bed sports displayed. If you’re an adult, you must know there are relationships that aren’t only in for the sex. (Since I’ve seen enough people saying you’re not a couple when you’re not having sex, BULLSHIT YOU F***ING CHILDREN)

Thanks for coming to my rant. Let’s hope for a better 2023!

[t3kandson]

Family

Wordcount; 3, 681

Fandom; ACE

Pairing; Reader X O5

Characters; Park Junhee & Kim Sehyoon

Warning; fluffy, slight angst, soft Dom Sehyoon, edging, Orgasm denier, Fingering, oral (receiving) and thighs Sex.

Notes; Chapter 3/8 of Release That Stress earlier Chapter found here

Happy Christmas Choice 💜💜💜💜💜

Your woken by sweet kisses up your neck, rousing you from the couple hours sleep you managed to get. “Morning baby, you need to eat,” Junhee whispered into your ear. “For food or for sex,” you muttered refusing still to open your eyes. “As much as I like that option, you still have to reserve your energy for the rest of the stress heads,” he chuckled leaning himself down on to you, pinning you to the mattress. “Ok, ok, I’m up,” you moan as he rolls off you chuckling. Your eyes roam the view before you lift yourself off the bed to the view of two cooked English breakfasts. “Wow that looks delicious,” you said standing up to press a kiss to his lips before aiming for the food.

You had barely finished when his phone rang as he left the room momentarily to answer. Checking on your mobile, the guys had individually sent you Christmas greetings which was all very sweet.

You smiled along the messages as you felt your heart warm, reminding yourself that you couldn’t afford to get too attached.

As quick as you sent a reply Byeongkwan replied, which told you he wasn’t the one coming to you today, especially if Junhee was on the phone to today’s date.

‘I’m glad Junhee has treated you like a princess. I hope you know your special to us all, Not just as our sex buddy, but as a friend, we cherish you very much too.’

You smiled at his soppy words, he showed on the outside as if he didn’t have the ability for heart & flowers. But he had showed you he was the most romantic of the five deep down. If there was one member you could see yourself dating it was Byeongkwan. Those feelings that you was sure would blossom if you allowed was pushed deep away, you couldn’t afford to fall.

‘Your all special to me, each one of you in your own way.’

You wrote back smiling when the bubble told you he was replying instantly.

‘Which one’s the most specialist 😉’

You rolled your eyes, smirking at the members failure to give up there intention to push you to choose one from the five as your favourite.

‘Your all equal you know this 😘’

You replied as always. Placing your phone down, Junhee walked back in smiling. “Seems I have to drop you off to the dorms for your next date,” he smiled. “What do I wear?” You asked in an attempt to get more answers. “Clothes,” Junhee said smirking as you deadpanned his way. “Normal stuff really,” he added.

Sitting in the car Junhee pulled you in for one last sweet kiss. “Junhee your car is not tinted, are you trying to get into trouble,” you scoffed swatting him when he’s lips left you. “I’m just letting my tongue massage there manager that’s all,” he winked before leaving you alone.

You was looking at the mobile still texting Byeongkwan, when the car door opened. Your eyes fluttered to the person sitting by your side. “Happy Christmas Princess,” Sehyoon said as his hands rested over the wheel smiling your way. “So your todays date then?” You smirked before your eyes found his thighs. Your core always being weak at the view of them, his lusting eyes told you he was aware.

“Do you think you can wait before mentally fucking me,” he teased as he started the car. “Erm no, I’m bouncing on your thighs right now in my mind,” you winked as he chuckled shaking his head softly, before you set off on your journey.

“Sehni,” you heard the shriek from the pretty younger girl, floating her arms around him as you emerged from the car outside the complex building.

The features on her face instantly told you she was his sister. “Oh this is perfect, your here, mum and dad too and oh,” she paused removing herself from him to look at you. “Who’s this?” She giggled elbowing her brother, as her eyes raked you up and down. “I’m Y/N,” you smiled as she mirrored with her familiar genetic smile of her brother. “Girlfriend hey,” she teased elbowing Sehyoon who growled her way. “She’s just a friend don’t get over yourself,” he said grabbing your hands to take you into the complex. “Friend my ass,” you hear her scoff behind you as she followed.

Sehyoon’s parents had the same reaction then his sister, Sehyoon’s father gripping you in a bear like hug, that made you felt like your in Sehyoon’s arms. “So Y/N where did you meet our son?” his mother asks as she warmly takes you to the sofa. “I’m a childhood friend of Yuchan, so I met him through him,” you said as his parents both smiled. “So how long have you been dating?” She asks getting excited with the conversation. “Ok thats enough of the Inquisition, we are just friends,” Sehyoon says placing a protective hand around your shoulder. “A friend who’s brought to a family dinner,” his sister smirks as Sehyoon scowls her way. “Well who ever you are to our son it’s lovely to meet you,” Sehyoon’s dad adds as you bow slightly thanking him for the compliment.

You enjoy your Christmas meal of Bulgogi, sweet potato noodles, and kimchi, listening to them talk about Sehyoon’s child hood. Red blush upon his face as he kept asking his parents to stop was highly amusing. But it was also interesting to see him in a family setting, you had been use to his assertiveness with you despite his quiet laid back character.

However, here he was a blushing mess whenever his family said anything remotely cute. He would counter react it by talking about what he had been up to. His sister soon realising the pattern and redirecting the conversation back to you. “So if you two aren’t dating then why?” His father said as his mum and sister brought out some steamed rice cake decorated with the most prettiest of fruits. Sehyoon seemed more uncomfortable with his father addressing your relationship. “Or which one of you don’t like the other?” He suggested looking between you both as you looked to the table. “We both like each other, I would love nothing but to date this beautiful girl,” Sehyoon said looking doe eyed your way, making your heart flutter. “But you know just as much as everyone we can’t date as idols, I care enough about her not to give her that chaos, risk and danger hiding her,” he said looking at his fingers with a red blush. “Makes sense, but I sure as hell think it’s a shame,” His father said sounding disappointed as he helped him self to a Rice cake.

“Sorry if I made you uncomfortable earlier?” Sehyoon said as you walked down the dark streets walking his sisters Dog. “You didn’t, actually I think what you said was sweet,” you said letting your hands brush with his. “Even if it was just for affect,” you added as he stopped. “You think I just spun that out,” he scoffed as you stop too, twisting to face him. “Y/N, I’m crazy about you, and I meant every word I said to my father tonight,” he smiled as his blush returned. “When I see you in that moment sometimes I wish this wasn’t my chosen path,” he said brushing his hands along your cheek bone. “But this is your everything Sehyoon, I would never want you or any the guys to give that up,” you said letting the dreams in your mind float away. “I know I’ve worked so hard, we all have,” he said looking at the ground. “If I had one Christmas wish it would be someone who could give you everything you deserve. You need to be cherished like the princess you are,” he smiled. You looked around the empty street finding it empty and kissed his cheek. His face moved to press his lips against you as you both got lost into the moment of his declaration.

Lips removing the second the dog growled into the nearby bush. Beneath the Growls you heard a cat cry. Moving to the bush you found the most tiniest kitten, he was fluffy white, looked abandoned by his mum. Sehyoon passed the dog lead to you scooping the scared little thing into his palm. “Ok little fella, where’s your mum?” He said as the kitten gave small licks to his palm. “You look so cold,” he coo’d as he took his scarf off to wrap the kitten in. “Let’s see if we can find your mummy,” he said as he started to knock on the nearest door.

The search for the missing kittens mum didn’t become fruitful as you made the decision to take him with you. Sehyoon’s sister face lit up as she saw the small thing in her brothers palm, as she fell in love. “What you going to do with him?” she asks stroking the purring animal. “Didn’t you say you hadn’t got Donghun a gift yet?” Sehyoon asked as you nodded. “Well I know he keeps talking about getting Hae a sibling, maybe this is what could be your gift,” Sehyoon suggested. You looked at the quiet fluff ball and you knew Donghun would fall in love. “I can look after him till it’s turn for you to see him next, but we may have to sneak him into the hotel tonight,” he smiled mischievously. “Hotel, wait you two are staying in a hotel, and you expect me to believe this is innocent,” his sister scoffs. “It’s a gift from us all so she isn’t lonely this Christmas, there’s no dating going on,” Sehyoon says rolling his eyes. “What ever,” she chuckles sitting up to leave the room. “Do you really thing Donghun will like him?” You ask as Sehyoon smiles nodding.

“Well we hope one day to meet again,” Sehyoon’s mum says hugging you as you go to leave. “Me too,” you smile bowing to them all. “And thanks for all the goodies,” you smile thanking them for the large food parcels they sent you back with. “Oppa, don’t forget to visit me soon right, it’s not like I live that far from you,” his sister chuckles. “Plus I want all the glory details when you two eventually date,” she adds laughing when her brothers eyes smalled her way.

You walked into the hotel room, the kitten wrapped in Sehyoon’s scarf before he places him with blankets in the bathroom. “Right little fella, you need some sleep, we needs some sleep too,” he says winking your way as you make a bowl of fresh milk, placing by his side.

His arms hold your waist into him as soon as he shuts the bathroom door. Nuzzling in to your neck he presses small kisses. “So what made you want to take me to meet your family?” you ask intrigued with his choice of date. Spinning you to face him he smiled looking back. “Because i promised my sister today was hers,” he said as you looked to him still puzzled. “But why did I get today and not the other days, i know your schedules not till New Year’s Day,” you said quizzingly. “Did you not enjoy today then?” he replied sadly. “No, no I loved it I really did, your family’s amazing just wondered why you wanted them to meet me,” you said hastily. “Y/N your special to me so I wanted them to meet the woman that puts smiles on my face most the time,” he adds letting his lips fall to your forehead. “That sounds like heart and flowers,” you gasp under your thundering heart. “If Donghun was here he would scold you,” you add a little breathless when his lips reach your neck. “Well Donghun’s not here so sue me,” Sehyoon reply’s as his hands bunches your ass.

“Oh your gift,” you scoff breaking his contact from you as you skittle to the other side of the room. “Oh Y/N really! trying to break the mood,” he growls as you laugh. “Keep being mean to keep them keen,” you chuckle as you bring his gift his way. “You wish you wouldn’t have said that later I promise you,” he said with a glaze in his eyes as he looks at his gift.

Unwrapping them his heart returns soft as he views the art and craft box with water based painting. “Oh Y/N there’s so much here,” he said rifling through the collection. “Well I know you like to have a lot stocked up and I thought I’d help add to the joy of your talent,” you smiled. “You mean to make me think of you when I’m using my craft skill,” he smirks as you nod blushing. “Yeah that as well,” you admit as he pulls you in.

He holds your hand losing himself to you in the moment before getting off to reach into his pocket. “I have your gift too,” he says passing you a rectangular box as you looked at him with delight before opening. Inside was an amethyst bracelet that was so pretty, making you look at him feeling giddy. “I love it Sehni,” you said pressing a kiss to his cheek as he smiled. His lips press against you removing them when you try kissing him back.

“Right let me show you what I’m thinking right now,” he growls nipping your ear lobe. “That you want to paint me?” You tease as he pushes your ass into him that your core clashes with each other. “As much as that sounds like a sexy opportunity, it would leave the bedroom a messy form,” he sniggers letting his teeth dig into your collarbone earning a hiss.

Hands attacking your body he removes your clothes between rushed and impatient kisses as he was slowly unraveling himself. Lifting you up as you wrap your feet around him he takes you to the bed.

Kisses falling upon your thighs, he brushed his thumb over your clit. Arching your back you moan under his attack his fingers are having on you. But nothing holds your cry’s when his fingers slam into your core. “That’s right princess, you forgot that I promised to punish you didn’t you?” He growls as his tips find your sweet spot. Rubbing against them has your legs attempt to close as his other hands push your thighs apart once more. “No no, I don’t think so,” he mocks as his fingers fasten there pace. You knew in his eyes he meant business as he started rolling your Clit with his thumb. As your core burnt under his touch you tried to hold your shaking thighs at bay, but they deceived you. Like you suspected as your core built he removed himself. Smirk upon his face told you he planned to torture you tonight.

Making swirls on your naked thighs he waited for you to calm down before he removed his top. His muscular body came in to your view as you choked as always. The whole image of Kim Sehyoon always made you weak. He smirks knowing you was melting as he tilts his head licking his lips. Kisses returning to your thighs he enjoys watching you jolt due to the sensitive skin he was kissing. Mouth falling to your throbbing nub had you arch your back. Your fingers fall to his head tangling around his hair as you struggle to hold your moans. Suction around your clit, his tongue made movement around your folds. Moans falling into the air as your core struggled from his tongue assault. Tongues slide into your heat your walls clench around the wet muscles. As he fucks you with his skills you feel a fire burn through you as your pelvis moves with him. Hands falling to your thighs to keep you still, you cry in frustration as your orgasm builds. Struggling to keep your body calm before he suspects your high close. Vibrations from his chuckle fills up your core like he knew he would, having you hanging on the edge. Removing himself he laughs as you whine to the emptiness. “Oh Y/N, you reminded me of your visual session earlier,” he whispers hovering over you.

Moving to sit at the edge of the bed he turns back to look at you as he removes his bottoms. Patting his thighs you realise what he meant and waste no time leaping off the bed. His meaty member straining in his boxers has your mouth melt before you straddle one of his thighs. Leaning back on his hands to hoist him up, his darkened eyes watch you start your pace as you fuck him. The tensing of his muscles has you go crazy as you instantly feel the heat in your core. Certain you can fool him this time, you pressed yourself down hard letting his thighs friction burn your throbbing nub. Chokes of air as you race to your orgasm, nails digging into your own thigh as your seconds from exploding. But before you can realise his hands lift you off him as you whimper and stamp your feet like a stroppy toddler. “Please,” you cry as you attempt to Mount him but he stands letting his lips fall to yours to hush you.

Pulling you towards him as your lips are clashing in your own desperate need you suckle down his chuckles. Pushing you off as he laughs at your desperate needs he places you on the bed. Hovering up you he wastes no time leaning himself into your body, his clothed bulge digging into you as he rubs himself against your heat. “Fuck Sehni I need you in me,” you growl as he smirks.

Leaning over your stomach he arches himself to remove his pants before bringing himself towards you, aiming for your core. Sliding in, you whimper as he stretches you, you could never get use to his size as he fills you with his meaty member. Stilling and keeping his eyes on you he starts a pace, his thrusts hard against you. Your walls clamp around him each time he slams himself in. Nails dig into his shoulder as your orgasm attempt restarts but this time with more desperation. “Patience Princess,” he whispers into your ear as you shiver from his voices effect. “Need you, can’t, I need to cum,” you plead as your pelvis meets his. Pleading as you chase your high has him shown you no mercy as he leaves you empty. “Fuck sake Sehni,” you curse as frustration attacks you.

“Oh your such a bad tempered princess,” he mocks flipping you over onto your stomach leaving a slap to your ass in its wake. “On all fours,” he orders as you slowly obey, “faster,” he growls as another smack hits. Positioning yourself you wiggled your ass expecting another slap which he did. “Cheeky princess, cheeky,” he sighed as his hands rubbed the cheeks. Sliding himself into you, his angle instantly having his member press into your core has you bite on your lip. Hands gripping around your hip, he started a hastened thrust that told you he was chasing his own. Letting yours go to chase with him, your walls clenched around him earning grunts to fall into the air. “Princess, Y/N, fuck,” he cried as you was close to falling off the edge before he removed himself. Throwing yourself on to the mattress screaming into the pillow with pure frustration, Sehyoon chuckled into the air.

“Princess what’s up,” he mocked, “I fucking hate you,” you lied as you was beginning to go crazy. He had fooled you to let you get so close to the end to snatch your orgasm back from you.

“Princess if your going to cum I want to see that face,” he coos as he flips you over to face him. He looks a little pained and his throbbing cock in your view tells you he struggling himself in his own game. Lips falling to yours he kisses your slight irritation away before flipping you so your straddling him.

Like a hungry starved human you jump on him slamming yourself down as his face scrunches up. You ride him with pure impatience as his hands fall to your waist. “Fuck Princess, slow down,” he cry’s and you feel satisfied that you can fuck him up too. Biting his lip as he thrashed his head you know he’s holding on and refusing to let go. Clamping yourself around him after each bounce has him scrunch the sheets as you feel the burn of your own orgasm attack.

Deep panting as your breath gets caught in your throat as you get near your final chance to get your release. But in pure torture his hands fall to your thigh restricting your movement from his strength.

“For fuck sake,” you cry, “please please please don’t do this, let me cum,” you cry tears falling down your eyes.

Sitting up his lips clash with yours as his hands remove to the back of your neck. “You can cum Princess,” he says between kisses as he works with you to bring your orgasm. Your chests rubbing against each other as you clamp your arms around him bringing your body’s closer, him following suit. He meets your slams down with his uprising thrusts as you suckle down his grunts. “Please please let me,” you cry into your kiss as a mantra as you chase your orgasm once again. “Princess, I promise let go,” you suckle down. With that your body falls into euphoria as your wall convulses around him pushing him into his own. Teeth clamping on to your bottom lip as he falls, he fills you with his warm cum. Working through your orgasm you both pant leaning into each other. “I hate when you do that,” you moan leaning into him. “Princess we both know you lie,” he sniggers and you hate him in that moment for seeing right through you. A.C.E.'s Masterlist

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Fanservice (M)

I wanna get freaky on camera, I love when we get freaky on camera

• Pairing: Camboy!Taehyung x Viewer!(F)Reader

• Genre: Camboy!AU, Smut, Strangers to Lovers

• Rating: 18+

• Words: 30.8k

• Summary: Every Friday night at 10 PM was dedicated to your favorite camboy. When he hosts a contest and you end up the lucky winner, you’ll have to brace yourself for your unexpected debut.

• Warnings/themes: explicit sexual content, sex work, exhibitionism, voyeurism, camshows, mentions of anal play, masturbation (m. and f.), filmed sex acts (consensual), Taehyung has a filthy mouth, swearing, lots of dirty talk, use of sex toys, reader is lowkey a Tae fangirl (who wouldn’t be lol), discussion of consent and rules, performance anxiety, soft dom!Taehyung, breast play, TAECONDA 🗣, handjobs, spitting, oral (m. and f. receiving), gagging, deep throating, fingering, squirting, size kink, unprotected sex (both parties are tested and safe but WRAP IT UP PEEPS), multiple positions, spanking, come play, creampie, slight degradation, multiple orgasms, lots of sexual tension 🥵

• Song Inspo: Cyber Sex - Doja Cat (Spotify | Soundcloud)

• Notes: Big dick Tae go brrrrr 🤪 *ahem* forgive me, I had a moment of weakness. Anyways, this is for the “Camshow” square for @bangtanwritingbingo​! I’ve been super excited to delve into this one since I received my card but I couldn’t decide who to use...until I saw THIS pic of Taetae that just screams tease 🤧 had to do some research about cammers for this and found out some fun and interesting things along the way so please enjoy and remember to support your local sex workers! 👍🏾 And a huge thanks to @playmetheclassics​​ for beta’ing this for me, mmmmwah 😘💕 Crossposted to AO3 as well.

• Taglist: @thelilbutifulthings @jeontier @park-hera-gi @feral-daisy @uzumakioden @raineandskye @noir-eyes @bebejungkook​ @parkdatjimin​ @sunshinerainbowsbts​ @m-yg93​ @jimilter​ @sexyuntitl3d @herecomesjoon​

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The apartment was shrouded in darkness save for the glow reflecting from your laptop, illuminating your face as you stared expectantly at the screen.

Your eyes flickered to the clock in the lower corner.

9:58.

So close.

Surely you had something better to do than watch your desktop like a hawk, but you worried that even walking away for a second would make you late. He tended to start on time, no matter what.

In the meantime, you looked next to you on the bed, making sure everything you needed was there.

Lube? Check. Vibrator? Check. Hand towel? Check.

You made sure that whatever errands needed to be done were finished earlier, wanting to dedicate the rest of this Friday night to your favorite activity. There was a high chance you would go straight to bed after you were done.

A familiar ping went off in the room, making your head swivel back to the computer.

Just as you anticipated, a pop-up window came onto the screen.

[_vante is online!]

You bit back your smile, a giddiness lighting your veins as you put your pointer finger on the mousepad to hover the arrow over the ‘Join Room’ button. Clicking it, you wiggled in anticipation as it took you to a recognizable page with banners and ads on the side depicting men and women in compromising positions. 

The stream hadn’t started just yet. 

The rectangle in the middle was black with a message stating that the user was still in the process of setting up. But you didn’t have to wait much longer as the screen changed to show said user.

You let your grin go on full display at the sight of the handsome face brightening up your laptop.

V.

“Hm...can you guys see me well?”

An involuntary shiver went through you as his baritone rang through your speakers. He hadn’t even said anything remotely dirty yet and already, his voice was affecting you.

You reached for the keys, flying across them with your fingertips.

[Y/N]: yup 😊

“Yeah? Great—“ V gave a signature boxy grin. “Then let’s get started. How’s everyone doing today?”

You typed out a brief sentence on how your workday left you needing to decompress. You weren’t sure if he saw your comment alone or a few of the others that shared your sentiment, but the model hummed and nodded.

“Rough day, huh? Same here. Work was hell and then some. I’ve been thinking about you guys all day, couldn’t wait to punch out and get home.” V tilted his head. 

“How about you? Were you thinking about me too?”

Cheeks warming up, you gave an answer that the rest of the chat echoed.

[Y/N]: of course, the only way I could get through the day was by thinking about your beautiful face ❤️

You realized after you hit enter that maybe that was a little too cheesy, but V paused to read everyone’s comments, face lighting up with a smile once more.

“Aww, you’re too sweet, Y/N. I always love to read your comments.”

Did you squeal to yourself just now? Of course not.

But V moved on to the next person, prompting you to get over your excitement and focus on the bigger picture. How did you get so into watching this beautiful man at 10 PM on the dot every Friday night?

Watching porn was something you did occasionally but watching actual camshows was a rarity. Before, you only viewed a couple of pre-recorded shows out of curiosity, only to click out after a few minutes. You admired these people for their hustle and courage to do such intimate acts for thousands of people to view, but none of them could capture your attention enough to give them your full time and attention.

That is until your friend Jules sent you a link one day.

You had been lamenting to each other at lunch break on the desire to find a cam person worth watching, needing some fuel for your lonely nights where you were too lazy to jump on Tinder or message former flings. 

Your friend lit up like a Christmas tree before she said that she had been recommended to someone who looked interesting (well, at least their profile picture did) and was going to catch their show live that night. Looking around to make sure no one would peek over your shoulders in the nearly empty cafe, Jules pulled up the profile of the person she was talking about, letting you take a peek.

You couldn’t deny that the man in the black and white photo was handsome. A nose perfect for brushing against thighs with full, kissable lips below, surrounded by a strong jawline. Slicked back black hair with a couple of strands resting on his forehead. Strong brows hovered above deep brown eyes that stared straight into your soul. You were never much for putting much emphasis on others’ bodies,but the subtle tone of his bicep and forearm that poked out of the sleeve of his t-shirt had your mouth watering a bit.

He caught your interest enough that you agreed to watch the show that night, making sure that Jules’ text came through with the right info. It was nighttime before you knew it, and the show was close to starting. You had to scramble to get whatever necessary items you needed before getting comfortable in your bed. 

The lights were turned off and your laptop was plugged into its charger (nothing killed a good orgasm like your battery dying). Typing the link from your phone into the address bar, you waited with anticipation as the browser loaded, pulling up a website you were familiar with.

However, the user was different this time, the picture of the man from earlier popping up in the corner. And soon enough, the screen showed the actual person, sitting in a purple-lit room on a leather chair.

The picture did not do him justice. And then he opened his mouth to greet all of the viewers; you couldn’t help but squirm at the bass that rang out from the speakers.

The model was named V and he looked to be in his mid to late 20’s. His outfit was rather formal for someone who was probably going to be taking their clothes off, consisting of a floral button-up shirt with a tie and slacks. Surprisingly, he pulled the look off. His setup also stood out as you picked up the soft sounds of jazz music in the background, V occasionally stopping his talking to bob his head along, a gentle smile on his handsome face. The move was endearing as hell.

Despite it taking quite some time before anything sexual occurred, you weren’t finding yourself bored at all. V talked to everyone as if he was in a group of friends, asking how everyone’s days were and saying what he was up to himself and what he planned to do over the weekend. He must have had quite a few regulars as he asked some users rather specific questions, from how their pets were doing and wishing them luck on whatever tests they had coming up. His attentiveness felt genuine, unlike some other models. It only intrigued you even more.

But then came what everyone had tuned in for.

The dynamic had shifted as V rolled his chair back, his eyes lidding as he ran a tongue over his full lips. He kept his gaze focused on the camera as he questioned whether everyone was ready for him. You were so enraptured up to this point that you hadn’t even typed a word in the chat, biting your lip as you sent a ‘yes’, drowning among the other affirmations. And with that, V gave a devilish smirk as his hands crawled up his lean torso to his tie.

After that, everything was a haze. All you could remember was coming to your senses a while later, your limbs trembling as your slick fingers slid out of your core, watching as V laid panting against his chair, his tanned upper body exposed and covered in sweat and come. Fuck, when was the last time you came that hard? And from someone who wasn’t even in the same room as you?

From that moment on, you were hooked.

Saturday nights were spent watching some of his older shows, working yourself up to orgasms that forced you to stifle your cries with a pillow. Sundays consisted of fighting the urge to have some more late-night fun despite the fact that you had to get up early the next morning. And Mondays through Thursdays were absolute torture, having to try not to daydream about V instead of crunching numbers and sending out emails in your gray cubicle. Didn’t help that your boss kept poking their head in to make sure you were doing your work right, despite the fact that you had been with the company for years. All you could do was hope that the look on your face didn’t scream ‘I’m imagining myself getting plowed by a man I’ve never met in real life’ as they condescended on whatever mistakes they thought needed rectifying.

But Fridays were your favorite days now. Not only because it was the end of a long work week but because you had something to look forward to that night. V kept things interesting every time too, switching up the ways that he got himself off, from only using his hand to utilizing some toys to even slipping a finger or two inside his puckered hole for extra stimulation. The man was captivating to watch in the throes of ecstasy. Despite his obvious enjoyment, he always made sure to look deep into the lens, letting absolute filth spill from his lips as if he was talking directly to you. Maybe that was what engrossed you. The natural way he spoke and acted as if he was there in that very room with you, his lean body doing whatever it could to bring you to a blinding climax. Even the people you had been with in the past couldn’t make you come as hard as he could through a computer screen.

You made sure to show your appreciation to Jules for the recommendation with an expensive sushi dinner the first time, even though your paycheck side-eyed you for it.

“Hm? What’s that, KookyBun?”

The sound of V’s baritone brought you back to the present, blinking as he addressed one of his regulars.

“...ah. Rough week, huh?” V tilted his head, giving the camera an angelic smile, but you could see the hints of lewdness lingering underneath. 

“What can I do to make you feel better?”

You weren’t surprised to see the suggestive response that the user gave him, quickly followed by others expressing different ones but along the same line.

“Hmm, you wanna see me touch myself? Will that really make you feel better?”

You quietly cheered on KookyBun as they emphasized their need, causing V to give a short laugh as he shook his head. “You guys are so easy to rile up, you know that? Don’t worry. It’ll happen—” His voice lowered as he leaned in a bit. “Believe me. I’ve been dying to touch myself all day, too.”

Your breath hitched as the air seemed to get heavier now. Wanting to prepare ahead of time, you scooted back from your laptop to take your panties off, biting your lip as it clung to your damp folds for a second before letting go the farther you pulled it down. Tossing it to the side, you spread your legs on either side of your computer, seeing V resting a hand on his crotch. You let out a slight whimper at the visible bulge there.

V didn’t make any moves to please himself yet, being the tease he was. Instead, he bobbed his head to his music, losing himself in the tunes. But the chat wasn’t having it as you spotted another pleading message, complete with the puppy eyes emoji at the end.

“Wow, babyJ13, you’re impatient today, aren’t you?” The model laughed and shook his head. “Well, your dance instructor is still out with the flu, right? I guess you need another outlet for your energy.” He then had the nerve to tilt his head again, blinking innocently. 

“What do you think, guys? Should I indulge you?”

Straightening up, you brought your hands out to fly across the keyboard.

V licked his lips as the responses filed in, biting back a large grin not long after you sent in your own.

[Y/N]: yes please. Wanna see that beautiful cock of yours

“Alright then, since you guys asked so nicely…”

Your heart began hammering like usual as his hands crawled up to begin loosening his belt, watching like a hawk as those long fingers of his moved. You had seen this scenario so often before but it always brought the same reaction out of you each time.

His digits sliding away from the undone leather to the button of his slacks. His thumb and index finger pinching the metal tab of the zipper and lowering it down. His fingertips parting the fabric and pushing it down enough to reveal the thick outline straining against his briefs.

You swallowed hard as V laid his pointer finger on it, tracing up and down the shape with a whisper of a sigh. “Mm…I’ve got a surprise for you guys. Would you like to see it?”

You and everyone else in the chat expressed your approval, nearing desperation (at least you avoided the thirst emojis that were rampant). With a chuckle, V held onto the waistband of his underwear, lifting his hips up enough to shove it down his long legs, along with his slacks. Kicking them off, he sat back in his seat, spreading his legs and exposing what you were dying to see.

His cock had taken your breath away the first time you had seen it. The size was substantial for someone of his build and the shape pleasant enough to look at. Even when he wrapped his large hand around it, a good portion of it was still uncovered, making you wonder just how big he really was. But this time, what caught your eye was what laid at the base of it, eyes widening in lust.

“Ta da. Finally got to wear the ring velvetyeri sent me last week. You sure know how to pick them, thank you!” V ran his tongue over his bottom lip while poking at the rubber. 

“Wish I could’ve kept it on all day like you asked but I almost had a close call a few times. Sorry baby.”

She didn’t seem too bothered by it, judging by the multiple heart and kiss emojis she sent in the chat paired with praises of how good it looked on him.

“Heh, thank you for understanding. But now that I’m home...”

With that, the model reached down to hit the button on the side of the cock ring, hissing when a buzzing sound started. “Dammit...”

You felt yourself getting more and more turned on as the minutes ticked, needing some relief now that he was starting the action. Keeping your eyes on the screen, you blindly reached for your vibrator and lube, bringing it in front of you. You looked down to coat the toy in the liquid before throwing the bottle to the side. Taking in a deep breath, you brought it down to rest against your folds, hitting the switch with a soft moan as the vibrations made a pleasant heat form between your thighs. “Mm...”

“Hah, this thing is stronger than it looks, trust me. Mnh—” V looked down at his cock, reaching a long finger down to swirl around his flushed tip before murmuring, “Been leaking all fucking day...surprised it didn’t soak through to my pants.”

You wished you were right there in front of him to lick up the bead of precum that sat there.

But then V went and picked it up with his finger before bringing it closer to the camera, pressing his fingertip against his thumb repeatedly to show the viscosity. “Wish someone was here to clean this up for me...”

You shivered as he expressed what had been running through your mind. Reaching your free hand over, you typed a few words for the model.

[Y/N]: wish I was there too, baby. Will you touch yourself for us? Pls?

V chewed on his lip as he took a moment to read the comments again, nodding to you and everyone else asking the same question.

“Of course...can’t wait any longer myself. Need to make it wet though.” Before he could reach onto his desk for his lube, you quickly typed out a request.

[Y/N]: spit on it, V

He had to have seen your comment as he let out a small groan, looking directly into the lens with a raised brow. “Yeah, Y/N? That’s what you want?”

You tightened your hold on your toy while emphasizing your desire with a strong yes.

“Mm...alright.”

Biting back a smile, you watched as V took a few seconds to gather spit in his mouth before leaning over and letting it drop onto his upheld cock, moaning softly at the way it dripped down the tip and shaft. “There you go...”

Repeating the motion again, you saw him give the camera a smirk. “All better now?”

[Y/N]: yes, thank you ☺️💕 enjoy, baby

“Oh, don’t worry, I will.”

And with that, V began stroking himself languidly, head tipping back momentarily at the pleasure. “Ah, shit...that’s it—”

Clenching at how his voice lowered, you decided to mirror his movements by dragging the end of the vibrator up and down your slick folds, hips bucking a bit whenever you bumped against your clit. Just a couple of minutes of this had you panting into the darkness of your room. It’s times like these when you were glad that you lived by yourself, not confident that you would be able to stay quiet on nights like these.

“Ngh...fuck—” V paused his hand to thrust up into it a few times, making you wish that it was your pussy instead. “So glad I wore this ring today...everything feels so much stronger—”

You almost forgot about the cock ring for a second, licking your lips at the vibrating rubber. It was a pleasant surprise for tonight and your mind only ran off further into your fantasies. Imagining yourself riding this man, the vibrations hitting your clit repeatedly as his sizable hands dug into your ass, pulling you down occasionally to bury his dick deep, forcing you to writhe and whine on him as the stimulation came to be too much.

Your fingers wasted no time in upping the level of strength on your toy, eyes fluttering as you kept the end on your swollen bud now.

“O-Oh...mm—”

Time was lost on you as you kept teasing yourself, switching up the motions to match whatever V was doing to himself. Unfortunately, you found that you were getting worked up quicker than usual, your walls constantly clenching in need of something to fill it up. But you wanted to hold off, knowing that inserting the vibrator would bring you to your end sooner than expected.

“Shit...God, I wanna come so bad—”

Your head swung back up from leaning back to see V panting softly now, cheeks reddened and a light sweat starting to cover his face.

“Fuck, sorry guys, I don’t think I can last too long tonight— oh shit— All that edging is coming back to bite me in the ass...”

You weren’t mad at his announcement, at all. Turns out you were in the same predicament, this week having been a rough one that led to you having to spend a little time before the show teasing yourself in the shower. Licking your lips, you forced yourself to write something out, hoping he would see it in the midst of his ecstasy.

[Y/N]: it’s okay, baby, been worked up all day myself. Why don’t you open that shirt up before you make a mess on yourself?

V zeroed in on your suggestion, along with a few others, laughing in relief. “Oh, thank you...glad to know I’m not the only one. Don’t worry—” His free hand worked on unbuttoning his shirt as he husked, “I’ll make it up to you next time, promise.”

Too many times you’ve pictured your tongue running up each bump and circling around both of the dusky nipples. Your lips quirked, whether from the acknowledgment, his skin being slowly exposed or for something to look forward to next week, you didn’t know. For now, you focused on his trim torso that was soon revealed, a light sheen on the tanned skin.

“There, much better. Now...” V shifted to get more comfortable in his chair, hips resting on the edge now. “Shall we?”

You could never brace yourself for his strong and fluid thrusts, your breath always halting at the sight. The sounds of his fist hitting his groin echoed through the speakers and paired with his low growls and moans, prompting you to take it up a notch yourself as well. 

Taking in a deep breath, you moved the tip of the toy down to part your folds before pressing it inside with a short gasp, the vibrations already stimulating your needy walls. You bit down on your lip as you went in as far as you liked, taking a moment to pause and whimper as your toes dug into the comforter, feeling a bit overwhelmed for a second. 

After a minute, you began thrusting the device in and out, unable to match his pace but close enough that you could pretend that he was here in bed, fucking you instead of his hand.

The thought made your arousal leak out even more, dripping past the toy and down your ass. Maybe you should have gotten the towel out tonight.

As time went by, you couldn’t tell what was louder; the squelching of your pussy, V’s guttural groans or your own unabashed moans.

“Goddamn— You fucking yourself right now, baby?”

You knew he was talking to everyone as a whole but you whimpered out like he was directly in front of you.

“Y-Yes—“

V chuckled huskily, pausing on the thrusting to twist his hand a little faster over himself now. “Yeah? You better be…think about my cock spreading you out nice and well— Mm…” His mouth fell open in sheer bliss before his head fell back against the chair. “Oh baby…you feel so fucking good right now—!”

Your hand reached up under your t-shirt and rolled your nipple between your trembling fingers. “Oh V…”

You could tell by the way the tip of his cock was nearly red and the more frequent words coming out of his open mouth that he was close to coming. Fuck, you were too...

Your wrist was probably going to protest but you sped up the rhythm of your vibrator, knees bending back the closer you got to your climax. The hand on your breast groped the flesh as you watched V continue to work his hand over himself faster and faster until a strangled gasp escaped him all of a sudden.

“O-Oh fuck me...ah—!”

V forced his head to come up, breathing ragged as heavy onyx eyes looked directly into the camera. Directly into your soul.

“I can’t hold back anymore, baby. You better fucking come with me, mnh! Shit—“ He gave himself a harder squeeze before resuming his pace. “Come on, do it with me, come on—”

Not wanting to deny his plea, you focused on hitting your release, whispering out in desperation to the empty room, “Please baby, make me come, make me come on your big dick, please—!”

It only took less than a minute before V let out a choked sound before an audible groan came out, the back of his head smacking into the leather. This was immediately followed by a spurt of white shooting out of his tip, strong enough to land on his chest.

“O-Oh my God—! Fuck!”

With that, your own climax came in like a ton of bricks, forcing you to fall back onto the bed as you cried out into the darkness. “V!”

Somehow your hand was able to keep moving rather than seizing up with the rest of your body, the thrusting and vibrations on the verge of overstimulating you until you were forced to pause as you felt something drench your hand. You were too caught up in your orgasm to look, doing your best to ride it out until your body finally gave you a break. Slumping against the comforter and shutting the toy off, you panted as your hand slid down from your breast to rest on your stomach, taking a minute to calm down.

“S-Shit...damn, that was a lot...”

At the sound of V’s breathless exclamation, you compelled your head to lift up, gasping weakly at what greeted you.

V lounged in his chair as he looked down at his torso, covered in multiple streaks of his come from his upper chest all the way down to his bellybutton. If there was any doubt that he had been edging himself all day, it was wiped away with the physical evidence of his release.

“Good thing I opened my shirt up, haha...”

The model brought his head back up to shoot the camera a spent yet satisfied look, strands of his black hair sticking to his sweat-covered brow. “How was that, baby? Did you come hard too?”

You had to give a feeble nod, still feeling the aftershocks in your toes.

“Good, I think we both deserved it.”

Using what little strength you had left, you sat up and looked between your legs, flustering at the wet spot housed on the comforter. Looks like you would have to take a trip to the laundromat in the morning.

Carefully easing the vibrator out of yourself, you winced at the wet sound that emerged before you rested it on your hand towel, wiping your hand off on the rest of it. Looking at the screen again, you nibbled on your lip as you saw V raising a brow as he read over the chat.

“Mm...you want me to taste it?” Your breath caught at the suggestion. “I mean...why not?”

V obliged the request by picking up one of the trails with his pointer finger, slipping it into his mouth, closing his lips around it. The curious look on his face was replaced with one of mild distaste. “Hmm...not terrible but I wouldn’t do it again. I’m sure you guys would enjoy it much more than me though, right?”

You would give your left kidney for a chance to taste his come.

Now came the ending of the show, consisting of V continuing to talk to everyone while he cleaned himself off yet made no move to redress. His confidence in his body showed in the way he lounged in his chair despite the fact that everything was hanging out. Sometimes you envied him.

“Okay guys, you know I hate to do this but I have to go now.”

You couldn’t help but pout every time he did this, realizing that you’d have to wait a whole week until you saw his handsome face again.

“But before I sign off, I have a huge announcement!”

Now your ears perked up and your back straightened.

V gave the camera one of his boxy grins and clapped his hands together. “So! The other day, my manager and I talked things out with the company about that little contest I wanted to do.” A few viewers must have expressed their confusion as he clarified, “Ah, sorry, this was a couple of weeks ago so some of you might not have been around during the show. Well, I got the idea from a fellow cammer of mine and I wanted to give one of you beautiful people the chance to be my co-host for a day!”

Your jaw dropped as you let out a sound of incredulity. How could you have missed this? You hadn’t skipped any of his shows, maybe this was on a day where you came so hard that your ears were ringing for a while.

“And guess what?” He gave a thumbs up, teeth on full display. 

“We got the approval to go ahead! So starting tomorrow at 10 AM, we’re going to open up a link where you can enter to be a lucky winner! The contest will be open until next Friday at 10 PM so there’s plenty of time to enter. Each subscriber will have at least one chance to enter and certain actions will allow for multiple entries. All the details will be on the entry page along with contact info for any questions you have.”

The chat went into a frenzy with the announcement but all you could do was sit there, a giddiness building up in you. You tried not to get too excited though; you never had the best luck when it came to contests.

“Alright everyone, that’s all I can give for now. And for safety reasons, the winner will be emailed by my manager and not publicly announced. Not saying that I don’t trust you guys but we want this to go as smoothly as possible.”

With that, V gave everyone a pleasant smile.

“I wish you all good luck if you decide to enter. Have a good night and please enjoy your weekend. Until next time—“ He held his thumb and index finger together in the shape of a heart, pressing it to his lips before holding it out to the camera. 

“Borahae!”

And just like that, the black rectangle returned.

A contest where you could end up doing a show with V…

You had to admit that you were surprised that the model was even doing this in the first place. He had been mainly solo in his work, never indicating that he wanted another person to join him. Not that you were complaining.

If you got the chance to win, you could only imagine all of the things you’d want to do with him.

But a sudden yawn burst from your chest, leaving you unable to think of what you could do. Sighing, you got up and began cleaning; the least you had to do was take a quick shower and strip your soaking comforter.

“Yes, I…no, I did send the financial report to Ryujin. Can you ask if it may have ended up in her junk mail by accident?” A pause. “…yes, I understand but tech support still hasn’t gotten back to me on why my emails keep going there.”

You rolled your eyes, glad for the cubicle.

“Mhm…yes, I’ll try to have the request expedited. And—“ Your brow raised. “Wh— Tomorrow? But isn’t the deadline over two weeks from now?”

You listened to the voice on the other end go on for almost two minutes before you could get a word in.

“Yes, I understand. I will do my best to have it on your desk by then. Okay, goodbye.”

It was difficult not to slam your phone onto the receiver with the bullshit that just happened. Of course, your boss had to question whether you were capable of your job while dumping more work on your already full load.

And it was only Monday.

“For fuck’s sake…”

You grumbled to yourself, shaking your head as you turned to your monitor, looking for the email tech support had sent to you a week ago saying that they would have your issue fixed within two days. Lying bastards.

After typing a strongly worded follow up to them, you sat back in your chair and sighed, rubbing your temple as you tried to hold off the faint throbbing there. Thankfully, you only had fifteen minutes to go before you had an hour to eat and do something that would ease your stress for the rest of the workday. 

You decided to send an email to Mark, reminding him to send you the contact list for the latest clients. The two of you went back and forth until your alarm went off, signaling the beginning of your lunch break.

Deciding to hit up the buffet down the street, you walked in to get your usual options before taking a seat in the upstairs dining area, plopping down next to the window to get a good view of the bustling streets. You scrolled through your phone as you ate, smiling and shaking your head at some of the ridiculous posts Jules sent you. After replying to each one, you decided to check your personal email.

You were looking to delete the junk and make a mental note of any good sales going on but a part of your brain couldn’t help but wonder about the contest.

You earned about five entries, between subscribing to V and your donations, upping your chance a bit but you weren’t expecting much. The entry page had closed Friday night and you hadn’t heard anything. To say you were disappointed would be an understatement. All you could do was give your well wishes to whoever the lucky winner was and make sure to support them by rooting them on this Friday (even though you would be wishing you were in their place).

Sighing, you took a sip of your drink, ready to close your email until you spotted a message from an unfamiliar email.

The sender was Jung Hoseok and the only part of the conversation you could see was a basic greeting. Figuring that it was just spam, you decided to get a laugh out of whatever ridiculousness they tried to send you now and opened it.

Sender: Jung Hoseok (jung.hoseok@bangbangtan.com)

Title: Congratulations!

Hello Y/N,

We would like to congratulate you on being the lucky winner of the Victory Lap with V contest on behalf of the company!

V appreciates your support for his work and looks forward to spending a day with you! We apologize for the delay in contacting you, our process in deciding a winner is meticulous in order to weed out bots or cheaters, we aim to give all of our loyal viewers a fair chance. With that in mind, there are procedures and rules that must be followed before we can proceed, though.

Bangbangtan strives to keep its employees safe and healthy and requires the following:

A face to face meetup to discuss rules for the show (Skype is allowed if unable to meet in person)

Printed results of a recent STD test with negative results (must be within three days of meeting up)

(For female-identifying viewers) some form of birth control if condoms do not want to be used (condoms will be required if you are NOT on it)

Failure to follow any of these requirements will result in you losing your spot in which we will be contacting the runner-up instead. Please respect our rules and understand that these are in place for a reason.

To set up a time and date to meet, please reply to this email ASAP; a meeting must be made by Wednesday afternoon, the latest.

Once again, congratulations on winning, we look forward to working with you!

Jung Hoseok

Client Manager | Social Media Manager

Bangbangtan

Your fork dropped faster than your mouth did.

No way.

No fucking way.

Was this real?

Maybe some sleazeball had gotten your email and decided to play a prank on you.

Picking up your now dirty utensil, you placed it to the side before squinting at the message. Unsure about the legitimacy of this, you opened up the reply window and typed out a message that was along the lines of gratefulness tinged with skepticism. After sending it out, you got up to grab another fork and a refill.

Sitting back down, you refreshed your email, not expecting an immediate answer from the supposed manager. But lo and behold, a new message popped up.

You opened it with hesitation, only for it to ebb away the more you read.

Sender: Jung Hoseok (jung.hoseok@bangbangtan.com)

Title: Re: Re: Congratulations!

Hello Y/N,

Please, don’t apologize for questioning this email, it’s understandable that you would be wary! This is a legitimate message but I can send you a link to my page on the company website for you to look over. We want you to feel as comfortable as possible so don’t hesitate to ask any more questions.

https://www.bangbangtan.com/profiles/jung-hoseok

Jung Hoseok

Client Manager | Social Media Manager

Bangbangtan

And with that, you opened the link, praying that nothing too compromising was on there. Luckily, it was a simple page with a picture of a handsome man with a rather bright smile and equally luminescent platinum blonde hair. And below that and his bio were pictures and links to his clients that he handled. Sure enough, V’s black and white photo was in the beginning, making your heart skip as it all set in.

You won.

You fucking won!

It wasn’t a scream, but a sound of elation escaped your lips, prompting the one diner near you to look at you funny. You shot them a sheepish smile before looking down at your phone again, gaze locked in on the smoldering model on the screen. To think that you actually got lucky with this opportunity...

You were so excited that you almost forgot to look over your schedule and message Hoseok back with details on where to meet up this week. After going back and forth, the two of you agreed to meet up Wednesday around lunch hour at a cafe that was twenty minutes away but made up for it with bomb croissants. Marking it down in your calendar, you remembered to contact the nearest clinic to see if you could get in for a test before you went home for the day.

The rest of your workday went by with the usual crap but you had a pep in your step as you went to get tested. It was hard not to laugh at how the worker was confused as to how happy you were asking for an STD check, used to tears or scowls. But you left after the screening to head home for the day, hoping that tomorrow would go smoothly.

Of course, you were asking for too much as your boss reprimanded you for your email issue still not getting resolved (how was that your fault?) and making a minor mistake on the charts that needed more than one day to perfect (but someone insisted on having it way ahead of the deadline). 

You were this close to telling them to shove their paperweight up their ass and walking out of that office with your belongings. But there was a funny little thing called rent that wouldn’t care that you decided to stand up to your superior. The only thing that got you through the rest of the day was rereading the congratulatory email, your frown easing up each time.

And then came Wednesday.

You got to work bright and early, hoping you’d be able to go out a bit sooner than expected for your lunch. The clinic had called you too late yesterday to say that your results were ready (they were negative, thank goodness) so you had to run there before the meeting. You managed to sneak out without your boss noticing, speed-walking to the building in your heels. You were making good time with the papers in your hand until a traffic jam blocked off the intersection, cursing at the idiot truck driver who decided to try and beat the yellow light. Now you had to nearly run to get to the cafe, trying not to look like a hot mess when you blew through the glass door, sweating underneath your blouse and blazer.

Giving one of the waitresses a flustered smile back, you scanned the dining area to see if you could spot Hoseok and V. Sure enough, a head of platinum blond hair and one of black hair sat by one of the windows, facing away from you. Straightening your posture and wiping off the sweat on your brow, you walked over to the table, clearing your throat to catch their attention.

It was hard not to feel a little weak at the two handsome faces that smiled up at you now.

“Y/N?”

“Yes, that’s me!”

Hoseok got up first with a sunny grin, holding out a hand to you. 

“Hello, nice to meet you! Jung Hoseok, I’m V’s manager. Well, you already figured that out in our emails but I have to be formal and all that crap.”

You giggled at this man’s easygoing disposition as you shook his hand, already feeling your nerves lessening. “Understandable. It’s lovely to meet you too!”

Hoseok let go and stepped aside to allow the other man to come forward. “And well, I’m sure you know this guy as well but I’ll let him introduce himself anyways.”

It took everything in you not to faint at the sight of the gorgeous being standing in front of you.

Seeing V in person in the daytime was completely different to seeing him in the dim purple lighting of his bedroom. His expression was less sensual and his face softer, cheeks pronounced as he grinned at you. 

The eyes that would practically fuck you through the camera squinted in humor at the awestruck look on your face. But it was still him. The parted black hair, the tall and lean form in a button-up with palm leaves and hibiscus that only someone like V could pull off.

And then he opened his mouth.

“Hello Y/N, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

Yup. It was him, alright.

You realized that you were leaving him hanging, clearing the lump in your throat before you took his hand into yours, screaming internally at how it nearly engulfed your own.

“I-It’s nice to meet you as well, V. I still can’t believe this is happening...”

V chuckled. “Oh, believe it. And please, you don’t have to keep calling me by my stage name.”

You blinked. “Oh...what should I call you, then?”

“Taehyung will do. Tae is fine, too.”

You couldn’t lie, you felt pretty special right now to have this privilege. “Okay...Taehyung.”

Taehyung smiled wider. “Much better. Here, take a seat.”

He went to the other side and pulled your chair out for you, making your cheeks warm as you thanked him before sitting down. Once the other two men took their seats, Hoseok called a waiter over to have everyone place their orders. The three of you made small talk as you waited, although you had to behave and try not to let your eyes linger on Taehyung for too long, still fascinated at seeing him in the flesh. Thankfully, the food and drinks didn’t take long to arrive.

“So Y/N—”

You looked up at Hoseok after taking a bite of your chocolate-filled croissant.

“Do you have any prior experience with being on film?”

Swallowing the pastry, you shook your head. “No, not at all. I mean, I was considering on camming at one point in time but I never followed through.”

“Oh really? Why the change of heart?”

“Mm, I couldn’t think of what to do that would help me stand out, the market is pretty oversaturated as it is. Whatever I could do was way out of my comfort zone.”

Taehyung chuckled after sipping his coffee. “I hear you, it’s hard to stand out in an industry like this. I went through the same thing in the beginning until I finally got my footing.”

You blinked in surprise at his admission. “Really? You?”

“Mhm.” Taehyung set his cup down. “A nice face and body can only take you so far if you don’t have the personality to back it up.”

Hoseok jumped in, “And I’ve seen that way too many times for my liking. A young hot thing comes into the office thinking that they’ve got it made because they were blessed with good looks only to tap out after a month.” He sighed and shook his head. 

“It’s a shame but the cam life isn’t for everyone, you know?”

You nodded in understanding, taking a sip of your iced tea. “That’s why I admire people like V— I mean, Taehyung. It’s unfair that some want to label this work as illegitimate, I mean, it is a job at the end of the day.”

Both men lit up at your comment. “Exactly! Clothes on or off, you’re still making a living, right?”

You grinned at Hoseok’s chipper tone. “Right!”

Taehyung flashed his teeth at you. “Hyung, I think we’ve picked a good one here, I like her attitude.”

As if you weren’t already feeling flustered, he just had to go and say that.

“Oh, don’t flatter me so much. I mean, I am one of your biggest fans but—”

Before you realized it, the praise flew out of your mouth, making your eyes widen. Way to sound like a typical admirer!

“W-Wait, I—”

Both Taehyung and Hoseok laughed at your backtracking, the former waving you off with a humorous grin. 

“Ah, relax Y/N, I appreciate the kind words, really! It’s much different hearing it in person than through a virtual chat—” His head tilted. “Good to know at least one of my followers isn’t a bot.”

His little joke made a giggle escape, forcing yourself to break eye contact from his warm gaze as you shoved the last of your croissant in your mouth. Your embarrassment ebbed as the three of you continued to eat and converse. Once your dishes were removed, Hoseok cleared his throat.

“Okay, now that we’re all happy and full, let’s get down to business.”

You almost forgot what you were here for, thanks to the interesting conversations you were having.

Nodding, you watched as the manager reached down into his bag on the floor, pulling out a small stack of papers on a clipboard and a fountain pen. Hoseok set it down in the middle of the table before speaking in a more professional tone.

“As I mentioned in the email, we must discuss the rules required for us to allow you to perform with Taehyung. It’s not a mile-long list but I need you to understand that each one is non-negotiable—” His face steeled. 

“Failure to comply with any of them will result in you forfeiting your spot. Is that understandable, Y/N?”

You did your best not to swallow at how Hoseok did a 180 just now, keeping a straight face as you gave a firm nod. “Yes, I understand.”

Hoseok’s face lightened up a bit at your answer. “Excellent. Then let’s get started.”

He flipped the first two pages open to a paper with a numbered list. “These are all the rules, read each of them thoroughly and please let me know if you have any questions or concerns.”

You brought the clipboard closer to read over it.

Negative test results for possible STDs must be presented at the time of this meeting. The test must be taken within three days and valid. Any suspicion of false or forged results will result in the termination of the winner’s spot.

Birth control is required, via (female-presenting winners) pill, shot, IUD or condoms. If the winner is negative yet is not on birth control, condoms will be required.

If the model has a pseudonym, please use it on camera in order to protect their identity.

Respect each other’s boundaries. Consent is key for our clients and everyone has things they are and are not willing to try. Safewords must be defined and respected (if used) and the winner must read over and understand the client’s list of kinks they are comfortable and uncomfortable with. Failure to do so will result in termination of the winner’s spot and possible legal action.

(OPTIONAL) Winners are allowed to hide their identity on film. We understand that having your face and name connected to sex work can be risky and respect any wishes to keep it private.

Winners will receive a share of the profits from the show/video. Footage may not be used for your own profits; this includes reuploading to other sites or editing. Personal use is permitted, we encourage our viewers to look back on their time with our clients fondly!

You hummed a few times as you processed each of the rules. Hoseok was right, the list wasn’t long at all but the weight of it was sinking in, especially on the fifth one. Although, you were pleased to see that this company took the well-being of their employees seriously, at least from what was on the paper. It also surprised you to read the last rule, thinking that you would be doing this for free (not that you wouldn’t let Taehyung do many things to you for free).

Looking up when you were done, you gave both men a smile. “These all sound pretty reasonable, does anyone ever give you trouble?”

Hoseok rolled his dark eyes. “Oh, you’d be surprised. I haven’t had problems since I started managing Tae but my other clients have had issues. One particular person had to get blacklisted because they refused to accept any of these.”

You scoffed. “Always has to be that one person.”

“Seriously. But back on track—” He picked up the pen and held it out to you. “You’re on board with all of these rules, correct?”

“Yes, I am.”

Hoseok beamed. “Excellent! There’s a line on the bottom for your signature so please give it a scribble when you’re ready.”

Taking the pen from him, you signed in the designated area before he flipped through the next couple of pages, going over details concerning how filming works and suggestions on how to prepare. Thank God he summarized each page because your eyes were beginning to hurt at the large amount of tiny words. You kept on until he finally reached a page that had your brows lifting and your face warming.

“And here’s the Kinks and Consent list! These are all acts that Taehyung is interested in and comfortable with—” Hoseok chuckled. 

“I’m sure you’re familiar with some of these by now but we have these written down for transparency. Now, these aren’t all guaranteed to occur during filming and you have every right not to perform the ones you aren’t comfortable with.” Now he flipped to the next page, a carbon copy of the previous one but blank. 

“So we’ll have you write down what you’re content with so you can discuss it with Taehyung and come to an agreement.”

Nodding, your brain tried to come up with what exactly you were into, aside from the vanilla stuff. Tapping your pen on the table, you took a couple of minutes to think before you began writing. Thankfully, Hoseok and Taehyung chose to have their own conversation rather than stare at you. You didn’t need that added pressure right now.

It took about ten minutes but you caught their attention after you set the pen down. “All done!”

Taehyung smiled at you. “Great! Alright, let me see what you’ve got.”

Sliding the clipboard and pen over to him, you watched with bated breath as the model looked over the list, occasionally humming or raising his brow. After what felt like an eternity, Taehyung looked up with a boxy grin. 

“You’ve got some interesting things on here, Y/N. Nothing too out of my comfort zone, though.”

You sighed in relief, slumping in your chair a bit. “Thank God.”

He chuckled at your reaction. “Here, take a look at mine and feel free to let me know if you’re not okay with any of them.”

You flipped back to the previous page to look over Taehyung’s list. As Hoseok said, you weren’t too surprised at most of them but a couple had you blinking in wonder. You discussed those with the model, letting him know if they could be skipped for now. He gave you an emphatic nod, urging you to cross them out for reference. Once you got to a point where you were satisfied, you signed on your own page.

“There.”

Hoseok grinned and clapped his hands together. “Great! So you’re both on board with each other’s lists?”

The two of you gave your affirmation, receiving a pleased sound from the manager. 

“Wonderful! Alright, now I need a couple of things from you, Y/N, and then we can wrap this up.”

“Of course, what do you need?”

“I’m going to need your test results and I just have to ask you a few questions and jot down your answers.”

“Got it.”

You grabbed your papers from the empty seat and handed them over to Hoseok, who had slipped on a pair of oversized black reading glasses. He took a minute to read over everything, nodding in satisfaction. 

“Everything looks good here.” He handed the papers back to you before flipping to yet another page in the stack, bringing the clipboard closer to him and picking up the pen. “So, I’ll have to ask you questions regarding preferences, just so everything is clear-cut.”

You clasped your hands on the table. “Shoot.”

“Okay.” The blond cleared his throat. “Are you on birth control?”

“Yes, I’ve been on the shot for a few years now.”

Hoseok nodded while writing. “Good. Would you prefer Taehyung to wear a condom, regardless?”

You had to look off to the side to think. “...he doesn’t have to.”

“Okay. This next one might be a bit awkward but it’s necessary.” A brow raised. “Would you prefer he come inside or outside?”

You were glad your iced tea was long gone or else you would have choked on it. The heat in your cheeks flared. “I-I...I think outside would be best, less of a mess to clean up.”

“Understandable.” More scribbling. “And last one, do you want to use a pseudonym and have your face obscured for privacy?”

That one, you had to take a moment to yourself to ponder. Maybe you should say yes just in case someone from your job happened to be strolling along the camsite one night and saw your face. But somehow, you couldn’t bring yourself to care that much. Not like this was your dream job in the first place...

“No...I’ll show my face and use my name, I don’t mind.”

Hoseok looked at you for a couple of seconds, watching for hesitation before nodding and jotting down your answer. As soon as he finished, he slid the clipboard to you once more. “Alright, I just need one last signature from you and then we’re done.”

Taking the pen from him, you signed on the bottom line before setting it down on top. “There.”

With that, Hoseok removed his glasses and shot you a sunny smile. “Fantastic!” He looked over at Taehyung. “Well Tae, what do you think?”

Taehyung looked up in thought for a moment, keeping you on your toes until he gave you a boxy grin. “I think Friday is going to be a lot of fun with you around, Y/N.”

You lit up like a lamp at his approval, eyes twinkling in delight. “So is that a yes?”

“It’s a definite yes.”

The men chuckled at the sound of glee you let out. “Great! I can’t wait! Oh, hold on, one more thing—” Your head tilted. “Is there anything special I should wear?”

Both Hoseok and Taehyung shook their heads, the former speaking first. “No Y/N, all we ask is that you look put together so wear whatever makes you comfortable.”

“Although, it’d be easy on everyone if you wore something that could come off easily…”

“Taehyung.”

The younger man blinked at his manager, now giving him a deadpan look. “What, am I wrong?”

“You’re not but could you say it in a less perverted way?”

Taehyung shrugged. “Didn’t mean it like that, blame my natural voice.”

You wondered how true that was when you caught him shooting you a wink from the side, making your cheeks warm a little.

“Anyways—” Hoseok held his hand out to you with a grin. “Congratulations again on winning, we’re happy to be working with you, Y/N!”

You quickly shook his hand. “Likewise. Thank you for the opportunity!”

Taehyung reached out to shake yours next, giving it a subtle squeeze that made your stomach flutter. “It’s my pleasure, Y/N. I hope we’ll have a good time together!

All you could do was show your excitement with the brightest smile you could muster, not trusting your mouth to not blurt out something else embarrassing.

The three of you parted ways after the bill was paid (you tried to insist on giving your share but Hoseok was having none of it), promising to keep in contact with each other if any unexpected changes came up. You were flying high the rest of the day, even when Felix passed off his work onto you yet again and tech support told you that they had to reopen your wonky email case.

As long as Friday was still a go, nothing could kill your mood.

Whoever said global warming is a myth needed to get their face shoved in a lava pit.

It was nighttime and the A/C in your Lyft was on high. The morning was much worse, forcing you to forgo your usual blazer in favor of a light cardigan at work. You had to keep checking your shirt for pit stains as well since the air in the office decided to act up today, of all days.

But you stopped yourself and pushed any thoughts of your crappy job from your mind, looking to focus on what would be occurring in the next hour.

You were on your way to Taehyung’s house for the show, Hoseok having given you the address the other day with instructions to come at least thirty minutes early. Maybe you were a little overzealous in leaving on time, seeing as you were five minutes away and it was only 9:13.

Nothing wrong with punctuality, right?

As soon as you got home from work, you spent hours grooming yourself, picking out an outfit and looking up articles of dirty talk online. You were so engrossed in everything that your dumb ass almost forgot to eat something. At least you had leftovers from lunch to gorge on.

You had also debated on how dressed up you should be, seeing as how you were going to have everything ripped off at some point. But you didn’t want to look like a slob and a tiny part of you wanted to impress Taehyung without trying too hard. So you ended up deciding on a sleeveless shirt (minus a bra) and denim shorts and chose to go for a bare face, putting extra attention on your hair.

And before you knew it, it was time to call for a ride.

The car stopped all of a sudden, prompting you to look up in surprise to see a row of houses outside the window. Thanking the driver, you got out and forced yourself to go up the walkway to stand in front of the door, nervousness starting to set in. You came this far, you couldn’t back out now, not after getting their hopes up.

“Look, you’ve got this, Y/N. Just think about how much fun you’re going to have and try not to focus on the fact that a ton of strangers will be watching you have sex...”

Whatever reassurance you felt was swept away by the latter part.

You cursed to yourself. You and your stupid mouth.

Ringing the doorbell, you tapped your foot in order to give your nerves an outlet. You didn’t have much time to do it as the door opened, revealing the grinning face of Hoseok.

“Ah, Y/N, welcome! Come in, come in.” He stepped aside to let you enter the house. “Tae’s finishing up upstairs, he should be down any second now.”

Nodding, you looked around as Hoseok led you down the entryway and into a living room. Taehyung’s house had a simple and cozy vibe with various shades of black, brown and blue thrown around. You spotted picture frames with abstract art and various jazz musicians, not surprising to you as Taehyung had mentioned his interests outside of sex work.

“Take a seat, make yourself comfortable. Mr. Movie Star is fussing with his hair even though I told him it’s most likely going to get messed up.”

You giggled at how Hoseok rolled his eyes. “Yeah, that wouldn’t make much sense, would it?”

“Right?! Ah, I knew I liked you for a reason.”

Laughing at the thankful look the manager gave you, you decided to take a seat on the leather couch, sitting upright. No point in getting too comfortable when Taehyung could arrive any second. Next to the couch, you spotted a rolling desk with a laptop set up on it, tilting your head in question.

“Is that yours, Hoseok?”

“Please, Y/N, call me Hobi. And yes, it is! Gotta moderate the chat room and be on standby in case anything happens during the show.”

Your eyes widened a bit at the last part of his statement. “A-Anything? Like what?”

Hoseok shrugged, hands in the pockets of his dress pants. “Oh, you know, the toy gets stuck somewhere, the model starts saying things they’re not supposed to, stuff like that.”

You winced at his explanation, hoping none of that would occur today. Hoseok noticed your reaction and slipped his hands out to hold them up in a comforting gesture. 

“Ah, don’t worry though! That usually happens with some of my other clients but I’ve never had an issue with Tae before. Besides, judging by what was written in the contract—” He gave you a sunny smile. “I’m confident you two won’t have any problems.”

His reassurance did help a little but you couldn’t help but worry. Not about Taehyung but yourself. This was way out of your element. Hopefully you could calm down by the time the show started, not wanting to embarrass yourself and have Taehyung feeling like he should have picked another viewer to join him instead.

“Hyung, I’m ready! Is Y/N here yet?”

You and Hoseok looked out into the entryway where the deep voice came from.

“Yeah, she just arrived! Get your butt down here!”

Immediately, footsteps were heard bounding down a flight of stairs before Taehyung’s tall form appeared in the doorway, a pleased smile on his handsome face as he saw you. To your surprise, he wasn’t as formal today, opting for a white t-shirt and gray sweatpants. Didn’t mitigate his good looks whatsoever. If anything, it drew more attention to them.

“Y/N, good to see you again!”

You smiled at Taehyung, standing up as he walked over to let him give you a hug. Your nose twitched at the wafting scent of cologne and body wash coming from him. “Same to you!”

Taehyung stepped back, giving you an apologetic look. “Sorry for the wait, had to take a shower, the heat today killed me.”

“Ugh, tell me about it. It’s so late and yet it’s still so hot.” You motioned to your outfit. “I wasn’t planning to wear shorts tonight but Mother Nature said ‘fuck you’.”

Taehyung let his eyes travel over you, nodding. “Gotta do what makes you comfortable, right?”

“Mhm.”

Hoseok walked over to his laptop, peeking at whatever was on the screen. 

“Looks like everyone is filing in already. Tae and Y/N, why don’t the two of you head up and get settled in before the show starts?”

Taehyung nodded. “Sure.” He turned to you and held an arm out towards the hallway. “Shall we?”

You nodded and gave Hoseok a pleasant smile. “Well, here we go…”

He walked back to you and rested a hand on your shoulder, giving you an encouraging grin. “Don’t worry, you’ve got this. Just do what feels right and don’t push yourself too hard. Besides—“ He beamed at his client. 

“You’re in good hands here.”

With his words, you felt your worries ease a smidge, especially with how he vouched for Taehyung. “Thank you Hobi. See you when it’s all over.”

“Absolutely. Have fun, you two! Don’t be afraid to let me know if you need anything at all, I’ll be sitting here the whole time.”

The two of you gave him a thumbs up before Taehyung started leading the way out and up the stairs. At the end of the hallway was an open door that you followed him into, mouth opening at the somewhat familiar sight. His bedroom looked the exact same as it did in his videos, minus the purple lighting but with the addition of objects that gave hints as to who V was outside of camming.

A vase with a single rose on his dresser. The empty dog bed at the far corner of the room. And an easel with a half-finished painting over by the window.

“And here’s where the magic happens.”

Your lips twitched at his words, giving the model an amused look. “Quite the setup you’ve got here.”

Taehyung chuckled as you went along with his joke. “Thanks, it doubles as a sleeping space too.”

“Oh my God.” You couldn’t help but laugh and shake your head. “So you’re a comedian too? What can’t you do?”

“Well—” He pouted. “I can’t change a tire or binge watch a show in one day.”

Now you laughed even louder, feeling your anxiety going away even more. “Come on Tae, you need to fix that one of these days!”

“I will, I will, promise!”

With his puppy-eyed look, you giggled. Deciding to get comfortable before everything started, you went to the foot of the bed and sat down, Taehyung joining you soon after. The two of you remained quiet for a bit until he decided to break the silence.

“Feeling nervous?”

You looked up from your lap to see him gazing at you with his dark eyes. “Honestly, yes.”

Taehyung gave you a sympathetic smile, reaching a hand up to rest it on your bare shoulder (his touch felt so warm). “I can imagine, it’s a lot to handle. But a part of you must have really wanted to be on here or else you wouldn’t have signed up, no?”

“No, you’re right. I think...” You twiddled your thumbs and looked down again. “I think it’s a mix of that plus having to perform with someone way more experienced in this than I am. I don’t want to disappoint you.”

Taehyung’s smile dimmed a bit at your admission. “Y/N, don’t count yourself out before we’ve even started. Besides...can I tell you something?”

Your head came up to give him a curious gaze. “Sure.”

His tongue ran out over his lips as his eyes darted off to the side for a while before returning. He looked almost timid now. “I’m pretty nervous too.”

Eyes widening in disbelief, you questioned, “You? Nervous? But you do this so often, why are you nervous?”

“Well, this is the first time I’m doing anything with another person. At least with myself, I know what my limits are and how to time things out, you know?”

Your face softened in understanding. “No, I get what you’re saying. But if you’re going to perform with me just like you do when you’re alone, then I think you’ll be fine.”

That seemed to ease Taehyung’s worries as his smile returned. “Thanks, Y/N...heh, look at this, I should be the one reassuring you, not the other way around!”

“Oh stop, does it really matter how it goes?” You beamed at the other before giving him a double thumbs-up. “I think we’ll be fine. Like Hobi said, I’m in good hands.”

Just when you thought you couldn’t feel more drawn to him, Taehyung grinned so wide that the backs of his teeth showed and his eyes squinted. He reflected your thumbs-up. “Then I guess we’ve got this in the bag.”

With that, the two of you spent the rest of the free time getting to know each other. You told him about what you did for a living and what you liked to do outside of that. Taehyung did likewise, revealing that he worked at an art museum and created his own paintings as well. Your jaw dropped when he mentioned that some of the frames you saw downstairs were his own works, commending him on his talent. He got a bit bashful and explained how he would love to do it full-time but it wasn’t enough to make a living, hence why he cammed on the side.

But before you realized, he looked over at his computer, jumping up to finish setting up for the show.

You thought your nervousness was gone but it decided to make a comeback now that it was actually about to happen.

Your fingers dug into the sheets while you gnawed on your bottom lip, watching as Taehyung double-checked everything. You hoped you disguised your anxiety enough when he turned back around to give you an expectant look.

“We’ve got two minutes to go...are you ready?”

Fuck no.

“Absolutely!”

Taehyung’s boxy grin came back before he ran out into the hallway, shouting down the stairs. “Hobi-hyung, we’re ready!”

“Alright Tae, we’re all set up down here, connection looks good and no one’s complaining about issues getting into the chat. We’re good to go!”

“Great!” With that, Taehyung ran back in, shutting the door behind him before messing with the lighting, causing you to jump as the room went from soft white to rich purple. He then walked over to the stereo and turned on some light jazz music, adding to the atmosphere. Once he was done, he plopped back down in his previous spot. 

“Alright Y/N, just keep your eye on the webcam as much as you can. And try to talk to the viewers a bit too, reading and answering their questions makes them happy.” He shot you a smirk.

“But I’m sure you knew that already, right?”

Clearing your throat as your face heated up, you nodded. “Y-Yeah, I did.”

“Good. Looks like it’s showtime—” His hand came up to give you a gentle pat on the back. “You’re going to do great.”

You didn’t have time to thank him for his encouragement as the screen changed, showing a mirror image of you and Taehyung sitting together with the side portion consisting of the chatroom. Your eyes did their best not to bug out as you looked at the lens and straightened your posture.

“Hello everyone! Welcome back, I hope you all had an excellent week.” Taehyung read over the few comments asking how his week went. “Oh, you know, the usual bullshit but I’ve been pretty anxious for today...”

As he trailed off, his head turned towards you to give a bright grin (which you did your best to reflect). “Because we’ve got the lucky winner here today! Why don’t you introduce yourself to the chat?”

Nodding a little too quickly, you cleared the lump in your throat once more and gave a shy wave to the camera. “H-Hello everybody, I’m Y/N, um...” Oh right. “It’s nice to meet you all, but I’m sure I’ve talked to a few of you before, haha...”

Taehyung chuckled. “Thank you for joining me, Y/N. Are you excited to be here?”

“Of course!” You had to bite back your radiant grin as you tapped your feet on the wooden floor. “I-I still can’t believe I won...this is still a lot to process.”

“Well, believe it—” He scooted closer to bump his knee against yours. “This is the real deal and we’re going to have some fun today, right?”

You were ready to answer right away but the way his voice lowered towards the end tripped you up. “R-Right.”

Taehyung kept his professionalism going by continuing to interact with the chat and you but he could feel how restless you were. If you weren’t clasping your hands or gripping onto his sheets, you were bouncing your feet on his floor. And then you stuttered nearly every time you opened your mouth...

Especially whenever one of the viewers complimented or congratulated you.

“T-Thank you dom_chungha...”

Taehyung frowned lightly at the tremble in your voice, seeing the way you were fidgeting as well. Seems like you weren’t as relaxed as you made yourself out to be.

There was no way you would be able to do the show like this.

Taehyung interjected whenever a question was directed to him, coming up with a plan while he watched you continue to acknowledge and speak to the chat. But after a couple of minutes, his idea came to fruition, leading him to rest a hand on your forearm (blinking at how you damn near jumped out of your skin at the contact).

“Y/N.”

You turned your head and gave him an unsteady smile. “Y-Yes?”

Humming softly at your expression, he scooted back a bit on the edge of the bed before spreading his legs further to pat the space between them. “Why don’t you come and sit here? Might be more comfortable, no?”

Your eyes nearly bugged out at his offer, the sweet smile on his face completely inappropriate for the situation. But it was so tempting to give in and judging by the way his head tilted, it looked like he had a motive behind it. So you nodded slowly, getting up only to plant your bottom in the designated spot. As soon as you sat down, Taehyung held your upper arms and gently pulled your body back to rest against his, leaning down to whisper in your ear when he felt you tense up further.

“Relax, Y/N.” His hands started rubbing on your bare skin, goosebumps forming from the heated touch. “Just breathe. Pretend it’s me and you, no one else.”

Giving him a subtle nod, you continued to lounge against him, finding the firmness and warmth of his figure to be comforting. You weren’t sure if it was his words, the way he delivered them in his bassy voice or his touch but you found the uneasiness in your body ebbing away after some time. Almost like you were sitting in front of a giant teddy bear. The thought nearly made you giggle.

Now that you were distracted from your nerves, you went back to reading the comments popping up in the chat. You spotted a familiar username on the screen, lips twitching at what they typed out.

“Aw, sorry babyJ13, maybe next time you’ll win. I’ll be rooting for you!”

Taehyung’s own lips curled as your voice sounded less shaky now. Peeking on the screen again, he chuckled at the same person sending another message, complete with puppy eye emojis at the end. 

“Yeah? You think Y/N is a lucky girl, baby?”

You giggled softly at the praise, leaning further into the man behind you. “I certainly feel like one right now.”

With the smile you shot him over your shoulder, Taehyung felt his heart skip a bit and heat began to rush down south. It was so much nicer to see the confidence on your face rather than uncertainty. Maybe he could start to take baby steps towards his end goal now...

Licking his lips, he rested his chin on your shoulder, hands still working on your arms. “Do you?”

“Mhm...it didn’t sink in until this morning that I get to do this with you. I was nervous all day but I prepared as best as I could.”

“Oh? What did you do?”

You looked up in thought, tapping your foot on the wooden floor. “I made a nice breakfast, exercised a bit, took a nice, long shower before I came here...just whatever would help me relax.”

Taehyung nodded, ready to move on until he noticed that you seemed to have more to say but held your tongue. 

“Is that all?”

Out of habit, you withheld the last bit of info that made up your routine. But then you looked back at Taehyung and spotted those chocolate brown eyes giving you gentle encouragement. The last bit of your walls were coming down, thanks to this man; the least you could do was be completely honest with him.

“...no, that’s not all.”

With a raise of his brow, you wet your dry lips and continued speaking. “Well...ever since I woke up this morning...I’ve been touching myself.”

Taehyung’s breath hitched at the admission as he fought to keep his hips steady. “Yeah?”

You looked completely into his eyes. “Yeah. But I never let myself come...wanted to work myself up and save it for you, V. I’m sure you won’t disappoint me, right?”

The undercurrent of a challenge in your question and your gaze made his cock twinge, his grip on you tightening a mite as he pulled his bottom lip under his top teeth.

“I won’t. I aim to please all of my fans.”

You had temporarily forgotten about the audience that was present until he said that, your back straightening up a little as some of your anxiety returned. Taehyung frowned as he noticed this, cursing himself for being the cause. Wanting to get you calm again, he lowered his voice some more, tilting his chin down to look up at you under lowered lids.

“Y/N...how did you do it?”

You blinked, wondering if you heard him wrong. “H-Huh?”

“I said, how did you do it? How did you touch yourself?” He leaned in close, the tip of his nose close to touching yours as he husked, “I want...no, I need to know.”

Just when you thought your panties had a little more time to stay somewhat dry, he just had to do that. Who were you kidding, though? You had been wet practically all day but the second you stepped into Taehyung’s house, your arousal had increased to an all-time high. Your poor underwear had no chance of surviving today.

Swallowing the spit that had been gathering, you bit your lip, doing your best not to look away from his intense gaze. “I...well, usually I use a couple of toys and my hands but...I didn’t want to get carried away so I just stuck with my hands.”

“Huh...” Taehyung tilted his head, lips peeling back to allow his white teeth to peek out. “Do you mind giving me a play by play, baby?”

Your mouth popped open at his request, that smirk of his never fading, even as you gaped at him. Did he really just ask you to play with yourself in front of him? In front of thousands of viewers? Surprisingly, the thought wasn’t too intimidating. If he could do it weekly with no hesitation, why couldn’t you indulge just this once? No one in your personal life would know that you did such a thing (except for Jules but she hadn’t watched the show in months and made no indication that she was starting back up) and the only information the chat knew about you was your face and name. Plus the room was dimmed and shrouded in purple lighting, hiding most of your features that would make you recognizable in public...

Fuck it.

Giving Taehyung a nod, you reached up and removed his hands off you before standing up to face him, making sure not to block the camera. Keeping your eyes locked with him as best as you could, you took in a deep breath and placed your hands on the waistband of your shorts. Sliding down to the button, you popped it open and grabbed at the zipper, taking your sweet time pulling it down. 

Making sure that Taehyung’s eyes were still on your hands, you spread the fly apart and slowly slid the denim down your legs, putting on a show by wiggling your hips a little. Once your shorts pooled at your feet, you stepped out of them, one leg at a time, before kicking them off to the side. You must have made a great choice with the underwear you picked as the other’s lip was pulled under his teeth again, gaze zeroing in on the lace. Smirking at his reaction, you turned around, only allowing him a couple of seconds to get an eyeful of the back as you plopped down in your previous spot.

Taehyung immediately pulled your body flush against his, resting his palms on your waist now, massaging gently as he read over some of the comments popping up on his computer. A chuckle came out at the common theme in them.

“I guess the back really is as nice as the front, huh? Pity someone wouldn’t let me look for too long.”

His playfulness made your face heat up and your lips twitch. It looked like the viewers were starting to warm up to you, boosting your morale a little more. Turning your head, you shot him a pout.

“But I thought you wanted to see me touch myself? I can’t do that if you’re fixated on staring at my ass, now can I?”

Taehyung bit back a grin at how you were becoming more talkative now. “True, you can’t.” One of his hands trailed down to hook a long finger into the waistband of your underwear, pulling the fabric a bit before letting it snap back against your skin. “So why don’t you get started? I’m sure everyone would like to know just how you make yourself feel good.”

The lust swirling in his dark brown eyes and the sudden slew of comments on the screen was all the motivation you needed.

Running your tongue over your bottom lip, you nodded before turning your head back towards the camera. Taking in yet another deep breath, you relaxed against Taehyung further and slid a hand down to carefully cup your heated mound, hissing slightly at the contact to your oversensitive area. “Mnh...I just rubbed myself over my panties for a while...started as soon as I woke up.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Mhm—” Your hand reflected your statement by moving firmly over the lace. “It’s usually what I do when I start...hm—”

Taehyung rested his chin on your shoulder, watching closely as you started stimulating yourself, fighting the urge to grind his hips into your bottom. Instead, he channeled his energy into continuing to rub at your waist some more. “Go on...”

You sighed softly as the heat of pleasure that had been building up all day began making a full return, leaving your free hand gripping Taehyung’s thigh and your toes curling.

“Well, I was able to keep this up for a couple of hours until I had to go to work.” You pouted. “I had to sneak away to the bathroom a few times to give myself a little relief until I punched out.”

You felt a hum vibrating from Taehyung’s body before he chuckled. “Naughty, aren’t you? Playing with yourself on the clock—” His lips came up to brush your ear, making you shiver as he whispered, “What would your boss say if they knew?”

“Mm, they’d probably fire me...would be a blessing at this point, ah—”

A soft gasp escaped when you decided to give your neglected clit some attention. You slowly circled around the covered bud, tilting your head back to rest between Taehyung’s shoulder and neck. The action made his breath catch at the way you exposed your neck to him now, fighting the desire to go in and start planting kisses and bites all over the column. Biting back a swear, he slid a hand forward to gently rub your stomach before murmuring, “Keep going...talk to me.”

The movement of his hand and his deep voice ringing brought you back to your senses, focusing on moving your lips again. “I went home and continued, ngh— But I took my panties off because of how soaked they were and I needed that barrier gone.” Your eyes fluttered closed at a particularly intense sting of pleasure that traveled up your spine. “After the day I had, I was this close to making myself come, haha...”

“Fuck...” Taehyung failed to hold back now, the curse leaving him with an underlying hunger. “But you didn’t, right? You waited like a good girl?”

“Oh...I did, V. It was so tempting to fuck myself with my fingers but I resisted...just kept rubbing my pussy.”

Now you felt his grip on your side tighten while the hand on the front curled into the fabric of your shirt. “Good.”

Tearing his eyes away from the sight in front of him, Taehyung read over the chat again, biting his lip as the comments started coming in faster and faster. Many people seemed to be expressing the words that were on the tip of his tongue. Letting out a short laugh, he looked at you once more.

“Y/N, you’re doing great right now but...I think we all want to see more.”

Your eyes opened at his request, looking up to see those dark orbs staring directly at you now. “Yeah?”

“Mhm.” A hand moved down to rest on top of yours, pressing it further against your mound, resulting in a sharp gasp from you. “Can you take these little panties off and let us all see that beautiful pussy of yours?”

There was no way you could deny that. You had been dying for some skin-to-skin contact plus Taehyung (and the fans) seemed to be dying for you to take it up a notch. Who were you to say no?

Licking your lips, you nodded. The other shot you a boxy grin before planting a kiss on your cheek, making your own warm up further. As soon as he removed his hand, you placed your own at the top of your underwear, shimmying the fabric down as you lifted your hips up. Once it was far enough, you wiggled your legs to kick them off onto the floor, keeping your thighs wide enough to show most of your intimate area. But that didn’t seem to be enough for Taehyung as his hands came down to hook underneath your knees, lifting your legs up to drape them over his own, spreading you further to the audience.

“Keep those legs nice and wide, baby. Show that pretty little cunt off to everyone.”

You wouldn’t be surprised if they could see how you clenched at the slight dominance in Taehyung’s voice.

Making sure you were comfortable enough in this new position, you swallowed the lump in your throat before shooting the camera a tiny yet coy smile.

“Better?”

Judging by the slew of hearts and stuck out tongue emojis, the answer was a yes.

You and Taehyung laughed at the responses, his chin perching on your shoulder once more. “Wow, I’m starting to think you guys forgot whose show this is.”

“Aw, don’t be sad, V. I didn’t mean to steal your fans.”

He chuckled. “Hey, I’m not. Besides, I don’t blame them for wanting to see this.” One of the hands under your knees gave a slight squeeze.

“I’m sure the sight is amazing right now...I’m almost a little jealous.”

You couldn’t hold back your shiver at the compliment, sure he could feel it with how close your bodies were pressed.

“Oh...well, you’ll get your turn soon enough. Just let me finish up and I’ll let you look all you want.”

Taehyung swore softly under his breath, just loud enough for only you to hear, both hands tightening on you now. “So generous. Ah, don’t let me distract you, baby, I’m starting to get yelled at by everyone.”

Giggling as you looked at the chat, sure enough, quite a few viewers were getting on his case and urging you to continue with your ministrations. “Okay, okay, calm down. Here, I’ll keep going.”

Lifting your hand up to your mouth, you ran your tongue over your fingers, making sure to wet the skin thoroughly. Just as you were about to reach back down to touch yourself again, Taehyung spoke up.

“Hold on, Y/N.” When you turned your head to look back with bewilderment, he raised a brow, eyelids a bit heavier than before. “Why don’t you make it a little wetter for me?”

A head tilt is what you gave him, bringing your hand back to your lips again only for him to shake his head. “No, not like that.” His onyx eyes lowered down to the area between your thighs. “Spit on it.”

Your mouth opened at the clarification, feeling a surge of wetness traveling down. Nodding quickly, you leaned your head forward, gathering up as much saliva as possible before letting it fall out of your mouth to drip onto your clit. You let out a small sound as you felt the spit slowly travel down to the crevices below your bud.

“There we go...now go ahead, baby.”

Sucking your lower lip in, you took in a deep breath to prepare yourself for what you were about to do. Lifting your hand, you eased down to brush the pads of your fingers against your clit, gasping at the lightning jolting up your spine at the touch. Taehyung chuckled deeply at your reaction, husking into your ear. 

“Sensitive?”

“Yeah...damn—”

Taking a moment to calm down, you pressed a little harder now, gritting your teeth as the pleasure was almost overwhelming. But you were dying for some stimulation and so, you pushed through to start running your fingers up and down, becoming slick with your arousal and the spit. It only took a minute to have you panting softly, moans and low whines falling from your mouth as you touched yourself.

“Oh...oh yes—”

You were too overcome by the enjoyment to notice the way Taehyung was watching you. He should have been talking for the sake of his fans but he couldn’t bring himself to cover up the lovely noises you were making with his voice. It was a pity he couldn’t get a direct view of the action like the others were but this angle wasn’t one to fuss at. He could see every furrow of your brow and the way your lips parted and caught between your teeth. He could see how your nipples poked through your shirt, asking for him to pinch and pull at the nubs. And he could see your digits glistening with wetness whenever they returned to the top.

“Are you enjoying this, V?”

He didn’t realize that he began grinding into your ass until you spoke up with amusement. Feeling a bit flustered that he lost control for a bit, Taehyung covered himself to murmur, “Of course I am...do you not know how fucking sexy you look right now?”

Another moan came out at his words. “Mm, I don’t. It must be something, I can feel your cock poking me.”

Taehyung growled under his breath, emphasizing his arousal with a harder roll of his hips. “That’s because it’s dying to see this pussy wrapped around it. Driving me crazy back here, baby...”

A husky laugh left your lips at his admission, leaning your head back on his shoulder once more to shoot a teasing grin. “Soon, soon...believe me, I want that big dick of yours stretching me out so bad.”

You swore you saw something fierce pass over his face, returning into his usual lustful expression after a couple of seconds. “Glad to know we’re on the same page.”

Giggling coyly, you slid up to circle your clit, crying out softly at the strong rush that came soon after. “A-Ah—”

Taehyung figured there was no point in hiding how turned on he was anymore and continued grinding into you, gnawing at his lip as he gained some pleasure from the friction. To think that he had someone like you doing something so lewd right in front of him...he could honestly come in his pants if he kept this up. But his fans wouldn’t appreciate him tapping out so early and so, he maintained some self-control.

But then he spotted your fingers moving lower again, prodding with your middle and ring fingers at your entrance.

His breath caught before he strained out, “Fuck...baby, are you trying to finger yourself?”

“Yes, V...can I? Need something inside me, I’ve been wanting it all day...”

Taehyung didn’t hesitate to nod as you peered up at him with lowered lids, lashes fluttering. “Go ahead, gorgeous. Let everyone see that pussy stretch around them.”

Shooting a grateful smile, you leaned up and pressed a kiss to his jaw (feeling gratification at the tremble you felt him give) and started working your digits inside your core, moaning a little louder at the feeling of being opened up. “Oh my God...”

Taehyung groaned at your sound, giving a harsh buck. “Damn baby...feels good?”

“Fuck yes—” Once you reached in as far as possible, you tried your best to ease the clenching of your sensitive walls before looking up at the other once more. “Can I move, V?”

“Yes—” His head leaned in until his lips brushed against yours as he growled out. “Fuck yourself on your fingers.”

Feeling thankful that he gave approval, you decided to kiss him since he was so close, biting back a grin at the slight surprise on his face before you looked back towards the camera. Sliding your fingers out past the first knuckle, you pushed them in quicker, starting a rhythm that gave you some temporary satisfaction. As torturous as it was to hold off all day, you were starting to think it was a good idea as you felt your pleasure rising a little faster than usual.

“Mnh—”

Taehyung gnawed on his lip as he watched your fingers reappear and disappear, over and over, glistening with your slick. The more he watched, the more he wished it was his own appendages (or even his cock).

For the first time, he wished that the camera wasn’t running so he could be selfish and indulge in your body without having to stretch things out for the sake of entertainment. But he had a show to run and had to wait his turn, even though he was yearning to take some action rather than just continue to sit there.

Unable to keep his hands still, he got your attention by nibbling on your earlobe before purring, “Y/N, can I touch you?”

You almost didn’t hear Taehyung with how focused you were, nodding as you panted out, “Please...”

“Where do you want me, gorgeous?”

“Oh fuck—” You threw your head back at a strong wave of bliss. “Please...play with my tits, baby.”

Cock twitching at your plea, Taehyung removed his hands from under your knees (making sure you stayed in your position) to slide his way from your legs and up your torso to cup your breasts, reveling in the way you arched into his touch. He carefully groped the mounds, brushing his fingers over the stiff buds peeking through your shirt. “Like that?”

“Yes...your hands feel so nice—”

Taehyung chuckled at your response, squeezing a bit harder as he leaned in to start pressing kisses to your cheek again. “Is this what you think about when you watch my shows, baby? My hands all over this lovely body of yours?”

You clamped down on your fingers, having to pause before continuing the thrusts. “Yes, V...”

“Mm...and you think about my cock sliding in and out of you instead of your fingers or a toy?”

“Yes, fuck, always...” You trembled when you felt him grind into your ass. “Don’t know if I could ever go back to those after this, hah—”

Taehyung grinned mischievously at that, pinching your nipples. “Aww, poor thing, I’m sure it’ll be hard. Why don’t I give you something to think about every time you’re alone, hm?”

“Please...” A whine escaped you when your palm brushed against your throbbing clit. 

“Give it to me.”

The man behind you didn’t hesitate to give you his next command, grunting in your ear, “Make yourself come, baby. Soak those little fingers of yours.”

You almost followed his order immediately with how it was delivered but you held off, letting out a guttural moan instead. Nodding swiftly, you curled your digits to begin thrusting into your G-spot, the area swollen from the build-up of arousal. Crying out was all you could do as you completely leaned against Taehyung, only focusing on bringing yourself to the orgasm that had been escaping you all day. He continued to help by sliding his hands to the hem of your top to bunch it above your breasts, exposing them to the air with a low swear.

“Look at these pretty tits, we can’t let them hide any longer, Y/N.”

You nodded again, hoping it was enough to show that you were fine with that as words were completely failing you right now. It only took another minute before you started feeling the inklings of a strong climax, causing your hips to roll up and meet your hand in desperation. This didn’t escape Taehyung’s notice, still occupying himself with your tits.

“You gonna come soon, baby?”

“Ghh— Y-Yes, I’m so fucking close—!”

Taehyung jerked hard into you once more, nearly nudging you off the edge of the bed with its power. “Do it, gorgeous. Everyone wants to see how you look.”

Your nerves at having strangers watching you in an intimate moment were completely gone now, causing the other’s words to trigger your end. You went completely limp in Taehyung’s arms, letting out a choked sob as waves of white hot pleasure overwhelmed your entire being.

“F-Fuck!”

You couldn’t even keep moving your fingers with how tight you were clamping on them, holding them still to feel your walls fluttering. Hips jerking uncontrollably while you came, the only other thing you could register was Taehyung’s large hands continuing to massage your sensitive breasts and words of encouragement that he whispered in your ear. This was all you could register until your orgasm petered out, leaving you as nothing but a shaking and gasping mess.

“There we go, baby...feel better now?”

“M-Mhm...” You rolled your head back on his shoulder, a satiated smile on your sweaty face. “Thank you, V.”

Taehyung huffed out a laugh at how pleased you looked now, removing his hands from your chest to wrap his arms around your stomach. “You’re welcome, Y/N.” Looking back at the screen, his teeth flashed at the barrage of praises from the viewers. “Looks like they loved it, too.”

Lifting your head up at his comment, you squinted at the computer, only for your eyes to widen at the words in the chat.

[xpeachymomox]: whoa, that was SO hot 🥵 more pls???

[jooniebb]: that pussy was clenching so tight, can we see it around V’s cock next?

[babyJ13]: I was a bit jelly of her before but now I think I’ve seen the error of my ways 🤪✌️

As if your face wasn’t already hot, now it burned, threatening to set Taehyung’s bedroom on fire.

“O-Oh wow...th-thank you, everyone...” You looked back at the other with sheer curiosity. “Was I really that good?”

Taehyung returned your gaze with incredulity. “Of course! You just laid back and let go like you didn’t have thousands of people watching you—” A brow raised. “Are you sure you’ve never done this before?”

A giggle left at his skepticism, leaving you to give his thigh a playful smack. “Honestly, I haven’t!”

Taehyung chuckled, reaching down to give your hand a squeeze. “Could have fooled me. You’re a natural, baby.”

Beaming even more at his compliment, you shifted a bit in place out of shyness. “Thank you, V.”

Pleased that you were looking a lot more comfortable than earlier, he let his eyes travel over to your other hand, digits still housed inside of your pussy. Licking his lips, Taehyung looked back into your eyes once more. 

“Hey Y/N...mind if I get a taste of you?”

His delivery was as casual as if he was asking to borrow some sugar but his voice lingered with desire, deep brown eyes staring into yours. A shiver ran down your spine as you nodded, easing your fingers out with a soft sound before holding them up to his full lips. With no reluctance, Taehyung leaned forward to take the glistening appendages into his mouth, his tongue languidly swirling around them to gather up every drop of your essence. You could feel his moaning as he kept his gaze locked onto yours, not a drop of bashfulness or shame in the orbs.

Once he finished, Taehyung pushed your fingers out with his tongue, letting out a husky laugh afterwards. “Wow...you taste incredible, baby.”

The sight was almost too much for you, despite all of the raunchy scenarios you had seen this man in prior to today. You wondered whether he was putting on a show for the audience or you.

Something about his praise mixing with your emotions running high from your orgasm made you spring forward to capture his lips in a greedy kiss. A noise of surprise vibrated against your mouth before he began kissing back, groaning when your tongue crept out to brush over his bottom lip, asking for permission. It was granted as his mouth opened up to allow it in, tangling with his own while feeling around, brushing against the roof, the sides and his teeth.

You wanted to commit this feeling to memory.

Taehyung was enjoying this just as much as you were, wishing the two of you could keep this up for a while longer but the show had to go on. Forcing himself to pull back, he laughed softly at how your eyes still remained closed. Licking away the string of spit that still connected your mouths, he reached up and brushed one of the strands on your damp forehead off. “Baby, don’t you want more than just kissing? Not that I’m not enjoying it, but...”

As he trailed off, you opened your eyes back up, seeing him watching you with curiosity as to what the next move was. It didn’t take long for you to make an executive decision, gaze breaking from his to travel down to the prominence at the front of his sweatpants.

“V.” The hand on his thigh slid up to rest its fingers on it, pressing down enough to feel it give a jump. “Let me see that beautiful cock of yours.”

Taehyung’s breath hitched at the headiness of your tone, nodding quickly. His answer made a coy smile form on your lips, standing up before turning to fully face him. Grabbing his shoulders, you carefully pushed until he was leaning back on his arms. He quickly readjusted his position for the camera to get a better view before you knelt in the space between his legs. Your hand grasped the hem of his shirt, pushing it up enough to see the waistband of his pants. Glancing up for a second, you giggled quietly at how expectantly Taehyung was looking at you. “Yes?”

Rolling his eyes at how you were teasing him, he pouted a bit. “Y/N...”

The whining was endearing (only because it was him, honestly), your laugh coming out louder as you dipped your fingers past the elastic. “Don’t worry baby, I’m coming.”

“Oh, are you?”

Now you rolled your own eyes at his joke, looking over your shoulder at the camera to shake your head. “Is this a camshow or a comedy special?”

Taehyung laughed, reaching up to rest his hand on yours, giving it a careful squeeze. “Sorry, sorry, couldn’t help it. I’ll behave now, promise.”

“You better.”

As soon as his hand returned to its previous place, you began sliding the rest of your own underneath his pants to make the journey towards your destination. You paused when your fingers brushed against short hairs and skin instead of fabric. Blinking rapidly, you looked up at Taehyung to see him shooting you a knowing grin.

“Figured I’d make it easier on you by going commando.”

A short laugh came out at that. “So considerate.”

Taehyung chuckled, groaning lowly once you wrapped your hand around his length. It felt hot and heavy in your palm and your fingers almost didn’t touch. You were desperate to see his cock in person but you had to tease him some more and put on a show. Licking your lips, you moved to his tip to collect the wetness gathered there, using it to slick up the rest of him before sliding your hand up and down.

“Mm—”

You gave him a flirtatious smile. “Feels good?”

“Yes...been wanting you to touch me since you stepped foot in my house.”

Your thighs rubbed together at his words. “Oh?”

“Mhm—” Taehyung ran his tongue over his teeth while tilting his head. “Feels better than I expected, baby.”

A small giggle escaped, feeling a bit flustered at the compliment. “Good, I hope I won’t disappoint you, V.”

“I’m sure you won’t— Ah!”

The squeeze you gave him at the base caused the noise, hips jolting at the rush of pleasure. You were using your knowledge of watching him jerk himself off on his previous shows to satisfy him, happy to see that it was working. If only you had paid this much attention back in school.

“Fuck...” Taehyung panted softly as you continued stroking him, unable to take the teasing after a couple of minutes. “Baby, I want more...”

“Do you?”

He licked his lips. “I do...I’m sure you do too, yeah?”

You couldn’t hold back the way your hips shifted at his heated gaze. “Yeah...”

Taehyung huffed as he sat up a bit, resting his hand on yours once more to pause your movement. “Then why don’t you get my cock out, gorgeous? I know you must be dying to see it in person.”

Cheeks warming as he had you figured out from the jump, you nodded, receiving a smirk in response. Once he let go, you slipped your hand out of his pants to grab the waistband, waiting until his hips were raised to begin pulling down. Your breath caught in your throat as more and more of his skin was uncovered until the hidden treasure was revealed, a sound somewhere between a moan and a gasp leaving your lips.

“Oh my God…” Your hands went and wrapped around his cock to lift it, licking your lips at the sight. “It’s so fucking big…”

Big wasn’t the only way you would describe Taehyung’s length. The skin was darker than the rest of him with a tip that was tinted red and glistening with precum. You could feel how thick it was when your hand was down his pants before but actually seeing it blew your mind. And with the way his dick curved slightly and prominent veins ran along the underside, your pussy clenched at the thought of how it would feel rubbing against your walls.

The camera did not do him justice at all.

“Like what you see, baby?”

Taehyung’s ego was stroked at the awestruck look you gave him, nodding while your lashes fluttered. 

“Yes V...”

“Haha, I can tell, you’re damn near drooling down there.” He shot you a crooked smile. 

“Why don’t you go on and get a taste too? See how nice it would feel to have my cock in that lovely mouth of yours?”

With no hesitation, you nodded faster than before, leaning down to run your tongue over the head, moaning softly at the slight saltiness going onto your tastebuds. “Mm...tastes so fucking good.”

Taehyung pulled his lower lip in as your eyes refused to break contact when you did that, reminding himself to sit back and let you indulge. Remembering his viewers all of a sudden, he looked up to shoot the camera a lewd grin. “Having fun, everyone?” He was ready to return to watching you until he spotted a few people requesting something very specific in the chat. 

“Huh...good idea. Y/N.”

Pausing in your taste testing, you gave Taehyung a curious look.

“Everyone wants a better view, mind switching it up?”

“No, not at all. How should we do this?”

Lips twitching in mischief, he waited until you released him to get off the bed and stand at the foot of it, his body sideways to the screen. He looked at you before pointing to the floor in front of him, husking out, “Get on your knees for me, baby.”

Clenching at the authority in his baritone, you clambered off the bed to follow his directions, enjoying this angle you got of his heavy length jutting out from the rest of his lean body. Taehyung licked his lips, loving this sight as well, thinking about how submissive you looked.

“Good girl.”

Whimpering quietly at the compliment, you reached up to take him in your grasp again, not wanting to keep the audience waiting (well, that and because you wanted him back in immediately). Lifting your head up to hover above, you gathered spit before releasing it on top of his dick, catching the excess with your fingers so it didn’t drip onto the floor.

“That’s it, make it nice and wet...”

Licking your lips at his praise, you wrapped your other hand around the rest of him, only leaving a bit of his shaft and his head out. Taking it into your mouth, you sucked steadily as your hands stroked the rest of him, keeping your eyes locked with his.

“Oh shit...yeah, just like that, baby—”

Smiling around him at the encouragement, you pulled off for a second to let some more spit drip onto him, returning to giving him suction while your hands moved faster.

“Goddamn...”

Taehyung could barely keep his head down to watch as you worked his cock over with enthusiasm. He wasn’t even fully inside and yet he was panting like a dog in heat. You knew just the right spots to run over with your fingers and palms and occasionally threw your tongue into the mix. You really must pay close attention to his shows to have this information on hand like this.

And then you started twisting on him.

“Oh fuck—!”

His hips lurched while his head fell back for a while, pleasure smacking him across the face. Needing some type of anchor to keep himself focused, Taehyung reached up to grip the top of your hair. This helped as he was able to bring his head down again, dark eyes noticing how your own twinkled in pride at getting him to falter for a bit.

“Brat.”

You pulled off of his cock to laugh at his pouting, keeping your hands in motion. “Mm, sorry baby, I know how much you like this.”

“Hmph, I wouldn’t expect any less from one of my ‘biggest fans’.”

Your face warmed up at his teasing, bringing up what you blurted out when the two of you first met. “Hey, don’t tease me.”

Taehyung chuckled as you became flustered, giving your head a gentle pat. “Sorry, Y/N. I’ll be good, promise.”

He didn’t sound very apologetic to you so you pouted some more, unwrapping one of your hands from his cock. “I don’t believe you, V—” You brought your lips closer to his tip before purring out, “Looks like I’ll have to keep you quiet, hm?”

Taehyung’s smile faltered a bit at your words but it completely dropped once you started taking him into your mouth, ripping a groan straight from the depths of his chest. “Oh my God—”

Grinning around him at how he twitched at the new move, you began sucking gently while bobbing on him, not letting the tip out at all. You felt his hips jerk after a few times, unable to resist the reaction to your actions. You were only semi-aware of the people watching you blow him but you pushed the thought to the back of your head to focus mainly on the man in front of you. Hopefully what you were doing was enough fodder for the viewers.

“Wow baby...you’re sucking me off so well—” Taehyung’s voice rumbled out once more, eyelids heavy with sheer lust as he kept his gaze on you. “And you look so good on your knees like this...shit—”

You moaned around him, receiving a jolt of his hips in response to the vibrations. The desire to hear more of his approval and sounds rose in you, leading you to decide on trying something more drastic. Removing your hand, you slid your head down further until his tip nearly rested on the back of your tongue, ripping a gasp from Taehyung.

“Y-Y/N—!”

There was still a good portion of his cock that wasn’t inside but it was enough to make his knees weak, having to gather up some inner strength to stay upright. And then you decided to start bobbing again, obscene sounds echoing from your mouth as you hollowed your cheeks. Drool started building and leaking out of the edges, spreading onto your chin and drizzling down off his length.

“Shit, gorgeous, you’re making such a fucking mess down there...you love tasting my cock that much?”

“Mngh—”

You could only moan around his dick, feeling your arousal dripping out of your pussy the longer you had him in your mouth. Your fingers twitched for a second as you debated on touching yourself yet again. 

But the man above you must have noticed somehow as he growled out, “Keep your hands to yourself, baby. The next time you’re getting off is by my fingers only, understand?”

You gave your answer with another sound and your nails dug further into your thigh.

“That’s my girl.”

His praise only made your lust for him grow, wanting to push yourself a little farther than you were used to. You had only tried this once before with an ex with near disastrous results and whatever practice you had taken in your free time went to waste once you broke up. You debated in your mind whether to go through with it.

It could go either very well or very bad.

Fuck it; this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Taking in a deep breath through your nose, you calmed the muscles in your throat as much as possible before sliding down inch by inch. When Taehyung’s tip hit the back, you gave a short gag at first, quickly begging your body to fight the urge, lest you embarrass yourself in front of thousands of people. As soon as the feeling was gone, you pressed on, managing to press your nose to his crotch, the hairs tickling you.

“Jesus fucking Christ—”

The guttural swear that left Taehyung’s mouth was worth the slight ache in your airway and the tears building in your eyes. Your blurry vision managed to catch him staring down at you with unbridled fascination, heavy pants falling from his parted lips.

“You’re amazing, baby...”

His compliment only increased your need for more.

Keeping your gaze steady on his, you tightened around him by swallowing. Your nose scrunched slightly as he twitched in response and gripped your hair harder, a low growl leaving him.

“Such a hungry little thing, swallowing me down like your life depended on it. Wish I could fuck this throat of yours—”

The thought of Taehyung taking control of your mouth like that made you squirm in place but you knew you weren’t ready for that level of deep throating just yet. So you continued gulping around his cock, hoping this was enough for now. He seemed to be okay with it, continuing to moan and say all kinds of filth to you. But you got carried away and forgot to keep your spit from sliding into your throat, eyes flying wide open as you nearly choked. Gagging hard around him, you pulled off, coughing as a thick strand of saliva still connected you to his wet length.

“Shit, you okay?”

Your watery eyes looked up to see Taehyung giving you a worried look, his hold on your hair easing up to stroke it gently. Sniffling, you nodded, face hot with mortification. “Y-Yeah...sorry, that was uncool of me.”

He frowned and gave your head a gentle pat. “Relax, Y/N, you’re fine. Don’t want you hurting yourself for my sake.”

His concern for you plus the feel of his hand eased your embarrassment, a soft smile forming on your swollen lips. “Okay...”

Taehyung reflected the expression, glancing at the chat while you recovered. He tried not to let his face show the annoyance he felt at the couple of viewers who taunted you, claiming that they would do a much better job if they were in your place instead. Not wanting you to read the rude comments and feel worse than you already did, he looked back at you.

“You know, what you were doing before was nice too...”

You looked up as he spoke softly. “Was it?”

“Yeah—” Taehyung played with your hair a bit as he cocked his head. “Why don’t you give me more of that?”

Grateful that he wasn’t pushing you to strain yourself again (not that you would have expected him to), you gave him a brighter grin before reaching up to wrap around his dick once more, pushing the rest of him into your mouth. Taehyung hummed in pleasure, grasping your head for support again. 

“There we go...”

Making a sound of appreciation around him, you returned to the pace you had earlier, deciding to give everyone something to look at by keeping your lips loose enough for drool to come out steadily.

It was taking everything in Taehyung not to embarrass himself in front of his fans (and well, you) by coming early. But the sight and sensations below him was just too fucking much.

Those pretty eyes of yours looking up at him with sheer lust and marvel. Your mouth stretched out around part of his cock while your hand wrapped around the rest of it, twisting as it met your bobbing head over and over. And the amount of spit that was getting everywhere...

Smearing around your lips and down your chin. Coating your whole hand. Dripping down in globs onto his floor and your bunched up shirt, leaving your exposed breasts shining.

He had to put a stop to this.

Gritting his teeth at a sudden surge of bliss, Taehyung reached up and grabbed your wrist, tugging at it. “Baby, baby, stop—”

Furrowing your brows, you paused your hand and pulled off of him, panting hard as you caught your breath. “What’s wrong?”

“Hah, I’m this close to coming in that pretty mouth of yours if you keep going.”

Feeling a stroke to your ego at his confession, you smirked up at him while tilting your head. 

“Ah, I see. We can’t have that just yet, can we?”

“No, we can’t.”

Taehyung reached a hand down to help you up, guiding you to stand in front of him before his mouth descended on yours with hunger. While he had you distracted with the kiss, he reached down to grip your ass and lift you up, prompting you to wrap your legs around his waist and grip on his shoulders for support. 

Turning towards the bed, he pulled away only to drop you on the foot of it, chuckling at the squeak you let out as your body bounced on the mattress. Leaning on your elbows, you watched with bated breath as Taehyung held your knees, parting them further as he kneeled on the floor between them, looking up at you with unbridled greed.

“I’ve got to touch you for real now, baby. Just groping those lovely tits of yours wasn’t enough.”

You trembled at his words, the tone even deeper than usual. “V...please, I want it.”

“Yeah? How?”

You guessed by his position that he already figured out how he was going to carry this out but maybe he wanted to hear it straight from your mouth.

“I...I want you to eat my pussy. Please?”

Taehyung was ready to oblige regardless but then you practically mewled out that last word, making him groan as his cock twitched in response.

“Of course, gorgeous. Need to taste you even more.”

You bit your lip as he wasted no time bringing his head closer to your wet folds, holding back a whimper as the heat of his breath washed over them. Taehyung seemed to be teasing you on purpose by holding back, barely hiding a cheeky grin at how you squirmed before him. But just before you gave in and started begging, his tongue came out to run along your cunt, starting from the bottom and going all the way to the top, giving your clit a flick.

“A-Ah—”

“Mmm, so fucking sweet. Tastes better straight from the source.”

Taehyung smirked at how you looked away for a second, flustered at his words. To bring your attention back to him, he went to the lower part of your area, lapping at your entrance to pull a sharp gasp from your mouth.

“O-Oh...mnh—”

The move making you push out even more of your arousal, Taehyung licked it up the second it landed on his tongue, his dark brown eyes locked onto yours with no shame. Now he rested the tip at your hole, pushing inside a bit once it stopped clenching, smiling against you when your hips jerked in response.

“Godammit—”

Laughing a bit at your reaction, Taehyung slipped it out. “You like it like that, baby?”

“Mnh, kind of...”

He tilted his head at your languid response. “Then what do you like?”

You had to take a few seconds to mull over just how you wanted him to pleasure you. The moment you came to a solution, your lips twitched in restrained mischief. Feeling a dash of spunk right now, you took a hand and let it creep down your stomach, brushing over your mound to rub a finger over your swollen bud.

“Well, I really like having my clit played with, mm...” You had to press your lips together to keep from grinning at how Taehyung’s heavy eyes zeroed in on your digit. You decided to torture him some more by moving down to your entrance, sliding it in with a soft whine. “And well, you saw how I reacted when I fingered myself before— Fuck—”

To drive it home, you pressed onto the rough patch inside and pumped into it, the wet sound echoing loud enough for the both of you to hear. You were only able to enjoy this bit of stimulation for less than a minute before a strong grip around your wrist made you pause. Looking down with a frown, your breath caught at the fierce gaze Taehyung was giving you, eyes nearly as black as his hair.

“I thought I told you that you’re only getting off by my hand.”

“Mm...you did, didn’t you?”

He flashed his teeth as he pulled, forcing your finger to slip out. “Then sit back and be a good girl for me, Y/N.”

He didn’t have to tell you twice. You brought your hand back up when he released your wrist, watching like a hawk as Taehyung leaned in close again. His jaw clenched and moved for a bit before he spat onto your folds, soaking the skin even more. He groaned at the sight of his spit traveling down and moved his hand to gather some of it on his pointer fingers before resting them on your clit, rubbing it fast to pull a cry out from you.

“Like that, gorgeous?”

“Y-Yes!”

Taehyung smirked, leaning forward to spit on you again. “Gotta make sure this pussy is nice and wet so it can take my fingers.”

You brought your head to give him a baffled look. “Like I haven’t been dripping since I got here— Oh my, V—”

He hummed casually as he rolled the bud between his thumb and index finger. “Hmm, I know but it doesn’t hurt to be cautious, no?”

“Hnh!”

You couldn’t open your mouth without letting out a sound of bliss as he kept playing with your clit. A tiny part of you was starting to regret letting him in on what tickled your fancy. Just a tiny part.

“Baby, please, I want more...”

Taehyung raised a brow at your plea. “Yeah? What do you want from me?”

A sound between a desperate groan and a snarl escaped you, much to your surprise. “I don’t care, just make me come already, fuck!”

His laughing rang out in the room, not expecting you to react that way. “So demanding. Well, you did an amazing job sucking me off, so...”

Instead of finishing his sentence, Taehyung removed his fingers and latched on to give a fierce suck, ripping a shriek out of you.

“God—!”

And then he had to up the move by humming to give the sensitive bud pleasant vibrations.

“Hah...shiiit—”

You had fantasized about having him between your legs so many times, either at work or at night when you laid in bed. There was only so much you could do with your own hands to recreate the feeling. How could you imitate the way his tongue began rolling your clit and how he tightened his lips on and off?

For now, you would focus on this current situation to use as fodder for future solo sessions.

Taehyung’s tongue kept working on you, letting saliva drip out on purpose to join the rest of his mess down below. His eyes concentrated on your facial expressions and the way your body answered to his ministrations. Your head tipped back for a while before coming back up to watch him with heady eyes. Your back arched, breasts jiggling slightly with each lurch. Your mouth released nothing but keens and whines, praise lingering in the tone of each word.

“V...give me more, please...”

“Mm?” He pulled off for a second to lick his coated lips while peeking up at you. “Talk to me, Y/N.”

Groaning in frustration at his typical teasing, you told whatever timidity that lingered to fuck off before rasping out, “Put your fingers in me...fuck me with them, please—”

Taehyung grunted at your plea, nodding. “Don’t have to tell me twice, baby. Wanna see how tight this pussy is.”

True to his word, he brought his digits up to press past your folds, teasing your entrance with his index finger.

“More...do two.”

Shivering at your command, Taehyung added his middle one and rubbed at the hole until it opened up a bit, wasting no time sliding them in, swearing at the feeling of your walls around him. “Shit, baby, you’re already gripping me—”

“F-Fuck...your fingers feel so nice...so long, agh—”

He wasn’t even inside all the way and he was already hitting spots that you could only reach with your toys. As soon as he buried up to the knuckle, Taehyung began a steady rhythm, the friction making your head fall back once more.

“Oh yes, baby...just like that...”

“Yeah?” He licked his lips at your approval. “You like me fucking you like this?”

“Mhm!”

Taehyung gave an almost feral grin at your whine. “Maybe I could just make you come on my fingers and call it a day?”

Your head whipped up so fast to give the man between your legs an offended look. “Hell no. I’m not leaving here until— oh— I get that cock of yours inside me!”

Predicting you to have a strong response, he laughed and patted the outside of your thigh with his free hand. “Down girl. I wouldn’t do you like that.” A brow lifted as he smiled more. “Besides, the feeling is mutual. I’m dying to see how this pussy would feel wrapped around me.”

You clamped on his digits at that. “Good.” Deciding to read over the chat again, you sat up a little to look over the screen. Biting your lip, you saw a few comments that stroked your ego.

[bomiallnightlong]: fuck, you two are so hot together, can’t wait until you start fucking 😛

[KookyBun]: V, I love you but hurry up and make her come before I run over and do it instead 😤

[tonguetechsupport]: I don’t want the show to end but goddammit, I wanna see some railing before I end up busting

“Hey V, everyone is getting impatient.”

Taehyung tilted his head before looking behind his shoulder, huffing at the words with amusement. “I can see that. Alright, alright, everyone. I think we’ve been tormenting you enough—” Now he looked back up at you. “Time to give them something to cheer for?”

Judging by his expression, he was finally going to give you what you had been dying for.

“Lead the way.”

Taehyung gave a boxy grin, pressing his lips to your inner thigh. He slid his fingers out a bit, making you whimper in need until you felt the tips start to curl and rub against your frontal walls. But that whimper quickly turned into a cry when you were forced to arch your back at the sudden jolt shooting up your spine.

“Fuck!”

Seems like he had found your sweet spot.

“Better?”

“Y-Yes! Holy shit—“

All you could do was hold onto the sheets for dear life as Taehyung pumped into it with ardor, a sound lewder than the one you had made before emitting from your core. Having someone else touch you down there was way more gratifying than your own hand and you felt your pleasure building up even quicker.

“Damn baby, you sound so fucking wet— Can’t wait to get inside there with my cock...”

It didn’t help that the man below was spewing more filth from his full lips, eyeing his glistening fingers with marvel.

“Hnh, c-can’t wait either, a-ah!”

Taehyung could see that you were getting closer and closer to your end with the way your voice got louder and your hips refused to stay still on the bed. With a look of determination, he sought to get you there as soon as possible and leaned down to give your swollen bud some attention again.

“O-Oh fuck, right there, right there—!”

You wanted to reach down and dig your fingers into his obsidian locks and hold tight but something told you not to give in for fear of ripping some strands out. Pretty sure Taehyung wouldn’t want to have a bald spot.

The man between your legs continued to lap at your clit with fervor while his fingers worked you up to a finish that felt like it was going to hit hard. You felt the sudden swells more than once, preparing yourself to turn into an absolute mess but an odd pressure in your lower stomach was holding you back.

Grunting at another rise, you jerked your hips up while whimpering out, “V…I-I wanna—“

Taehyung pulled off to raise a brow at you. “You wanna come? Go ahead, I’m not stopping you.”

“I-I know but…”

You weren’t sure if you should explain to him what the issue was, not wanting to kill the mood.

“Y/N.”

A stern voice called your name, causing you to look down at the other, breath catching at how he gazed at you with unadulterated dominance.

“Come for me, now. Let it out, gorgeous.”

You weren’t sure if it was his assertive tone, the way his dark eyes looked at you or the harsh thrust he gave into your spot but your body quickly obeyed his command.

“A-Ah fuck— V!”

A scream barreled out of your throat as shockwaves gripped your body, causing you to collapse on the bed fully. Your eyes squeezed shut as you did your best not to go under and drown but his fingers kept moving and then his lips went back to sucking your sensitive clit, leaving you an absolute mess.

You couldn’t even register the other way that your body responded to the intense orgasm.

Taehyung kept his mouth working, despite your shrieks, until he felt something spray against his chin. Knitting his brows, he pulled off, only to drop his jaw in awe at the cause of the wetness.

“Holy shit—“ Taehyung watched with slight wonder as you gushed around his digits, still moving in and out of you with abandon. “Look at you, making such a fucking mess on my hand and sheets…”

You couldn’t hear his words either, your hearing temporarily muffled until finally, you were allowed to come up for air. Thankfully, he had mercy on you and slowed his fingers down considerably, going for straightforward thrusts now. The second you felt the last tremor run out, you flopped back, your damp and heated skin sticking to the sheets. You turned your head to press your cheek to a cool spot, moaning weakly in light relief. Feeling Taehyung slip out of you, you whimpered at how oversensitive your walls were now, torn between asking for a break or wanting more.

“Fuck, baby, that was a lot—“ A chuckle of disbelief came out. “You even got it on my shirt!”

At his exclamation, you finally mustered up enough strength to lift your head and look down at Taehyung, gasping at the sight.

His mouth down to his chin was wet with your release, a couple of drops sliding down his tanned skin. And sure enough, there were darkened spots on the white fabric, large enough to make your face heat up even more.

“O-Oh my God…I-I’m so sorry! I-I don’t usually do that—”

Taehyung laughed at your apology, shaking his head as he licked some of the mess off his lips. “Don’t be sorry, baby—” His lids lowered as he breathed out. “That was so fucking hot.”

As if his husking wasn’t enough, he lifted his wet fingers up to his mouth, inserting them to suck your mess off with a muffled groan.

“Goddamn, thought you couldn’t taste even better...”

Looks like you were ready for more with the way your pussy clenched at the sight.

Taehyung finished licking off whatever was leftover, only to notice you giving him a look full of outright yearning.

“Hm? What’s that look for?”

Your eyes narrowed as he playfully taunted you. This didn’t deter him, his head tilting in mock confusion.

“What’s wrong, baby?”

Realizing that words alone weren’t much of a useful weapon against him, you sat up (ignoring how your arms trembled in resistance) and scooted forward enough to lean down and ball your fists into his shirt, pulling him into a harsh kiss. You couldn’t tell whose groan was louder, his from the unexpected move or yours as you got a taste of yourself. Not wanting to waste any more precious time, you pulled back an inch to husk with lidded eyes.

“Fuck me, V. Get up here and give me that fat cock of yours now.”

Your idea seemed to work wonders as you saw that feral expression from earlier show up on his face again, nodding as he snarled.

“As you wish.”

With that, Taehyung stood up and grabbed the top of his soiled t-shirt, practically ripping it off before tossing it to the floor to join his discarded pants. Even in your post-orgasm bliss, your gaze roamed over his exposed torso. You had seen his body so many times on camera that you could picture it with your eyes closed but the image couldn’t compare to seeing it in person.

His toned chest and arms that were shining with a light sweat and dusky brown nipples that stood stiff. A flat stomach that was heaving with desire and sat above a rock-solid cock, the head wet and beading with precum. The owner of it noticed you staring and smirked, reaching a hand up to wrap around the length.

“What are you waiting for, baby? You want this fat cock inside you, no?”

“Yes, I do...”

Taehyung huffed out a laugh while giving himself a squeeze. “Mm...then come get it.”

Something in you snapped at the command, leading you to kneel up on the bed before grabbing his shoulders, turning and pushing him down to land flat on his back. An ‘oof’ came out of him but the grin on his face never faded as you quickly straddled him, sitting your wet folds directly on his dick.

“You wanna ride me, gorgeous? Wanna sit on my cock?”

You huffed at his teasing, grinding your hips down. “Fuck yes…need to see how well you’ll fuck me—“

Taehyung grinned lasciviously at your admission, bucking up against you. “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure I won’t disappoint you, baby.”

Smirking down at him, you lifted your hips before reaching underneath to hold his cock, angling it to run the tip up and down your folds. “Mmm...you better not.”

Taehyung licked his lips as your wetness coated him, peeking over your shoulder to take a quick glance at the screen. The comments were in a frenzy, many begging the two of you to go on and get to the fucking already. Smirking, he took the initiative to please the viewers by thrusting up once he felt his head in line with your entrance, pulling a sharp gasp out of you at the sudden intrusion.

“Ah—!”

You clenched around his tip instinctively, forcing yourself to relax so he could continue. You had been waiting so long for this; you couldn’t delay it anymore.

So you started sliding down on the rest of his cock, making your mouth fall slack at the stretch.

“O-Oh my God...”

“Oh fuck, baby—“ Taehyung eyed you with unbridled need. “This pussy is so tight, can barely fit my cock in there…”

It didn’t help that you immediately tightened around him at his words, forcing you to pause for a bit before continuing until he bottomed out. The second you stopped, your head hung down in overwhelming, panting as you did your best to adjust to the pressure. As turned on as you were right now, it still wasn’t enough to take in someone of Taehyung’s size with little issue.

“Doing alright?”

You heard said man whisper to you, concern in his dark brown eyes.

“Y-Yeah...you’re just really fucking big...”

Taehyung chuckled, biting his bottom lip cheekily. “Oh yeah?”

“Yes—” You leaned down to press your nose against his. “You didn’t get the memo when I choked on your cock earlier?”

A twitch inside and a grip of your hips was the response you got. “Ah, right. My bad. Does that mean you won’t be able to handle me, baby?”

You scoffed, giving a clench for good measure. “I didn’t say that. Don’t worry, I’m a big girl, I think I’ll be able to handle you now.”

“Hmph, if you say so.”

Grinning, you pecked his lips before resting your hands next to his head to support yourself, lifting your hips up slowly only to go down slightly faster. After a few more motions of this, you began letting out soft noises of bliss, the discomfort from earlier fading away.

“Mm...ah, yesss—”

“You feel so fucking good right now, Y/N...wish I could stay in you all day—”

You were going to let Taehyung know that you shared his wish until he gave a roll of his hips, making you gasp loudly.

“V!”

His sudden thrust motivated you to increase your speed, the sounds of your ass hitting his thighs starting to fill the room, combined with your whining moans and his ragged groans. You looked down at him, licking your lips at his nearly black eyes watching you with sheer lust, fluttering closed every so often.

“Oh baby…I bet your ass looks so good bouncing on me right now—“

You rolled your hips down at that, savoring the louder groan Taehyung let out. “Yeah? Pity you can’t see it, mnh— Guess you’ll have to watch your video later for that.”

Eyes narrowing a bit at your teasing, a lightbulb went off in his head, prompting an impish smirk to form.

“Hm, I don’t know about that, baby. Might be able to get a good view of it sooner than I expected.”

Tilting your head in confusion, you cried out as Taehyung pulled you off of him, your core squeezing in need. “Hey!”

“Shh, gorgeous. Turn around and get back on.”

Mouth opening as you understood what he was asking for, you nodded swiftly and clambered back onto his lap, lining up once again as he held up his cock. You quickly lowered down, having an easier time taking him in than before. Once you were seated, you felt Taehyung make a sound of approval as he rested his hands on your ass. “Go on, baby.”

He didn’t need to tell you twice as you immediately placed your hands on the bed to start riding him again. This angle felt just as good, allowing pants and moans to fall from your lips as he brushed along your walls.

“Mm, fuck, V—”

“Goddamn, Y/N—” A sudden smack to one of your ass cheeks made you cry out. “I was right, this ass looks so fucking sexy from here...”

Trembling for a few seconds at the unexpected spanking, you decided to up the ante and bury Taehyung inside you, rolling your hips enough to poke your bottom out as far as possible each time, biting back a grin at the loud swear that left him. That plus the harder smack you received on the other cheek was just what you wanted.

“You’re so fucking dirty, baby, making me spank you like this—”

“Mhm, I love it, V—” You wiggled side to side as you peeked over your shoulder. “Feels nice having those big hands of yours on me.”

Taehyung hissed as the motion gave him a strong rush of pleasure, forcing him to thrust up as he dug his fingers into your flesh. “Shit—”

A sound between a giggle and a moan escaped you, returning to moving up and down on him once more, receiving some grateful words. While your hips worked, you brought your head forward, remembering the webcam staring you right in the face. Many of the words flying on the screen were just as lewd as what was going on in this bed right now, making your body heat up more and your walls flutter. But a few comments were asking for Taehyung to be a little more vocal, knowing how loud the model could get when he was really enjoying himself. You knew firsthand, as well.

Licking your lips, you decided to try something to attempt to fulfill the viewers’ wishes.

“O-Oh fuck—!” Taehyung groaned out loudly as you started squeezing your muscles around him each time you came down, forcing him to throw his head back into the mattress. “Godammit, Y/N—”

“Hm, you like that, baby? Like when my pussy gets nice and tight on this dick?”

“Jesus, what do you think? Ngh—!”

His snark was interrupted by another moan, making you laugh softly. “I’m thinking yes?”

“You little—”

Even the swat he gave your ass didn’t faze you, enjoying how the tables turned this time. Pushing your luck, you wiggled on him again, giggling at the choked gasp that sounded from behind you. “Don’t be so mad, you know you love thi— Ah!”

You didn’t even get the chance to finish your sentence before you felt Taehyung sit up, reaching under your knees to lift them up and pull them back, forcing your body to lean against his sweat-slick torso. Gasping at the shift in angle, you opened your mouth only for him to press his lips to your ear to growl.

“Fucking tease...for someone who was so eager to have me fuck them, you’re messing around an awful lot.”

You were sure he could feel you shake against him at the change.

“I-I’m not…”

“Really? You’re not?” Taehyung nipped your earlobe. “Because I should be hearing you screaming right now, not making fun of me.”

You swallowed hard at how his deep voice only seemed to lower the more he spoke. Something was telling you that maybe you shouldn’t have been teasing him.

“Then maybe I should sit back and let you take over?”

Taehyung was glad you couldn’t see the feral smile forming on his face, especially at how the viewers were basically begging him to follow through. “Well...if you insist.”

Tightening his hold on your knees, he shifted his hips forward a bit to get better leverage. Without another thought, he began thrusting up into you with no mercy.

“Ah—! V!”

There was no way you could have prepared yourself for how the man behind you began fucking you with reckless abandon. You couldn’t even do anything but sit there and take it, his grip on you firm and making sure he had your arms caged against your body.

Taehyung rasped out, a hint of joy underlying, “Fuck, baby, this is so much better now, no?”

“O-Oh my God—” You thought having him inside in the last position was a struggle but this one took the cake. Every time he buried himself, you swore you could feel him in your guts, causing your toes to curl and your mouth to fall slack in mind-boggling bliss. “Y-Yesss...shit, you’re so deep—”

A chuckle sounded next to your ear. “Yeah? Guess this pussy can handle my big cock with no problem.”

“Mhm—!”

It was futile to try and have a conversation with Taehyung as he drove in and out of you, nothing but noises that let him know how great he was making you feel coming out.

Taehyung panted harshly the longer he thrust into you, loving how you kept clamping down on him with every stroke. If he brought his head forward enough, he could see how your eyes kept squeezing shut and the drool that started leaking from the corner of your open mouth. The sight made him lick his lips and switch into rolling his hips up now, teasing you on purpose.

“Y/N, wish you could see yourself right now. Your face is just screaming ‘I’m getting fucked stupid’, so fucking hot—”

All you could give was a strangled moan in reply.

“Haha, can’t even speak, huh? That’s fine with me, baby—” He gave a harsh pump. “Just let me hear more of those pretty sounds of yours.”

Lucky for him, you didn’t deny his request, noises varying from strained whimpers to intense cries escaping the longer he fucked you. Taehyung savored each one while he managed to focus on the screen once more.

[bedrockbambam]: holy shit this is sooooo hot, well worth the wait 😫💦💦💦

[bomiallnightlong]: damn, look how well her pussy is taking that fat cock of his, love it

[velvetyeri]: you two are killing me, I already came three times, can you make it a fourth?? 🥺❤️‍🔥

Taehyung grinned, the backs of his teeth showing, at the comments. He lived for these words during his shows but to see that his fans were enjoying having you in the mix as well pleased him to no end.

“V-V...baby...”

Somehow you managed to croak out, catching the other’s attention. “Hm?”

“I— ugh! I-I want to switch...”

Taehyung tilted his head. “Oh? Feeling uncomfortable?”

“N-No—” You whined before you were able to continue. “I want to try something else...”

He raised a brow at your request, slowing his hips down to a stop. “Oh yeah?”

With your nod, the other loosened his hold on your body, allowing you to pull off of him before crawling on all fours into the middle of the bed, making sure to stay at an angle where the camera got a good view between your legs. Looking back over your shoulder, you shot Taehyung a mischievous grin and playfully wiggled your bottom at him. 

“Come on, baby. Want you stretching me out again.”

His eyes smoldered at the view while his tongue poked out and ran over his lips, coming over to kneel behind you within a few seconds. Taehyung brought his hands up to grasp onto your ass, molding the flesh to his lithe fingers. Muttering yet another praise about how good it looked, he gave one of the cheeks a smack while holding himself with the other hand, lining up the tip with your entrance before sliding in slowly. The action brought low sounds out of the both of you, especially as he filled you up in a different way yet again.

“Mmm, that’s it...wait. Stay still for me.”

Taehyung tilted his head in confusion as you stopped him from thrusting into you but that quickly turned into hunger as you took it upon yourself to start pushing back against him instead, moaning wantonly as the friction morphed into a pleasant heat. He leaned back and watched as you moved onto him over and over, licking his lips at how your ass jiggled each time it smacked against his hips. “That’s it, baby— Fuck yourself on my cock just like that—“

Letting out a strained giggle at his heavy words, you obliged happily, swiveling your hips on each stroke only to receive more swears and swats to your bottom. 

“Loving it, V?”

“Yes gorgeous, you look so fucking hot doing this to me—” Taehyung flashed his teeth at the webcam. “Right, everyone?”

You looked back also, laughing a bit at the amount of thirst-laden comments flying by.

“Gosh, you guys are too sweet.”

Taehyung chuckled, biting back more curses as you tightened on him every time you moved now. Unable to take any more of the passiveness, he straightened up and grabbed your hips, holding you down on him. You gasped at the move as he leant forward to husk in your ear, “Enough playing around, baby. Let me pound this little cunt of yours, yeah?”

You had no resistance to that, a shiver running through your body as you whimpered, “Please, fuck me—!”

Taehyung gave your earlobe another nip in gratitude while sliding his hips back, only to snap them forward in no time, prompting you to throw your head back at the sudden rush. “A-Ah!”

Sure enough, he stayed true to his promise and started a reckless pace that made your fingers grip the sheets and your teeth rattle, still feeling him hit deep. At some point, one of your hands went back to rest on your hip, just to fulfill your body’s desire to move (all the sensations were making your nerves go haywire). Before you could remove it, Taehyung’s hand came up to wrap around your wrist, his hold tight enough to make your breath hitch. You looked back at him in mild question only for the same thing to happen again at the sight that greeted you.

His parted black hair was mussed, the strands sticking to his damp forehead. Those nearly jet black eyes zeroed in on your face with unbridled greed, full lips suffering under the pressure of his straight teeth. Sweat covered every inch of his tanned skin, a few drops catching your eye as they rolled down his chest and torso. And the way the veins in his toned forearm popped as he gripped onto your wrist...

Whatever you were going to ask died out the second your eyes laid on him.

Unfortunately for you, he noticed, loosening his lips from his teeth to shoot you a ravenous smirk.

“What is it, baby? Trying to get a good look at me?”

You tried to speak but couldn’t, eyes looking directly at the hand wrapped around you.

“Ah, hope you don’t mind me doing that—” Taehyung rubbed over the inside of your wrist with his thumb. “Wanna make sure you’re not moving around too much while I’m fucking you senseless.”

A clench on him let him know that you didn’t mind at all.

“Shit—” Taehyung picked up the power of his thrusts, making sure to keep his hold on you tight so your body didn’t jolt too far, licking his lips at the sharp cries you gave with each stroke. “You like when I pound you like this, baby?”

“Fuck, V, yesss...feels so fucking good!”

“Goddamn— Your pussy is so amazing, gorgeous, taking me in like this—” He looked at where your bodies met, groaning at how you clung to and coated him with your arousal. “You’re squeezing me so tight and making a mess on me...fucking love it!”

Hearing the absolute lechery spilling from his mouth completely erased whatever mental blocks you had, allowing your own words to fly out without hesitation.

“Of course, baby...wanna show you how much I’ve been dying to do this since I first watched you— Always thought about this thick cock splitting me apart and making me come over and over again, mnh! Even my best toy can’t compare to you...”

Taehyung thought his desire couldn’t increase anymore but then you opened your mouth and said those words, causing a growl to escape. “Oh yeah?” His free hand decided to make its return to smacking your ass. “You love my cock that much?”

“Mhm—!” The swat made your voice raise in pitch momentarily and your back arch. “It feels so nice sliding in and out of me...think my hand would cramp up if I tried to recreate this on my own...”

“Heh, maybe—” He leaned down far enough for only you to hear as he husked, “But I wouldn’t be against doing this again with you, gorgeous. Maybe you won’t need those pesky toys of yours anymore.”

Your head whipped up in shock at what he said. Did he just say what you think he said?

That couldn’t be. Maybe your brain was all scrambled from the multiple orgasms and getting railed. Yeah...right?

But you couldn’t ask him to clarify as he decided to go even faster, ripping a shriek from your throat to intermingle with the slapping of his hips striking your ass repeatedly.

“Oh God! Yes, fuck me hard, just like that—!”

You didn’t have to tell him twice as Taehyung kept it up, the sounds coming from the both of you becoming louder and more frequent as the minutes passed by. The two of you were so into the sex that you forgot about your audience, paying no mind to the absolute chaos of compliments flying on the screen. The only thing that broke the veil of suggestiveness was the guttural groan that came from Taehyung after a while.

“Goddammit—“ His hand connected with your ass yet again. “I’m about to come…fuck—“

A hard clamp and a shiver was how you responded to his declaration, already picturing the expression he would make as he fell over the edge. Dark brows knitted together, eyes squeezed shut with his mouth slack as his head threw back in sheer euphoria. Whimpering at the vivid image, you did your best to help out by tightening on him with each plunge, earning louder swears and harsher smacks to your sore ass cheek. In time, Taehyung rasped out, sounding a little more unhinged now, “Shit, I have to—”

Just as you felt him start to pull out of you, you pushed back on him, burying his dick once more.

“Fuck...don’t—”

Taehyung’s head whipped up at your strained words as his hips paused, wondering if he heard wrong. “What’s that, baby?”

You had to force out around a strong moan, “D-Don’t…don’t pull out, please! Want your come inside me—“

Taehyung’s mouth dropped at your request, wondering if you were serious or just letting your lust cloud your judgment. But then you looked back at him over your shoulder, eyes lidded and overflowing with lust, your bottom lip held under your teeth.

“Do it, baby.”

Those three words were all he needed to get back on track with his thrusts.

“Fucking shit…” He snarled out, striking your ass more than once in response. “You’re so damn greedy, letting me come inside this cunt of yours— Can’t get enough of me so you want me to fill you up?“

Your eyes nearly rolled back at his reprimanding. “Yes V! Fill me up, fill this little hole of mine, please baby!”

Taehyung could feel his limit approaching fast but your needy words only gave him a few seconds before the pressure behind his dick came to be too much. All he could do was bury himself before he lost control.

“Oh baby— If that’s what you want, I’ll fucking give it to you! A-Ah, God! Fuck—!”

With a shout, Taehyung tightened his grip on your wrist and dug his nails into your ass cheek as he emptied himself inside you, making you gasp at the heat splashing against your walls.

“O-Oh yes...give it to me, baby—!”

As if he wasn’t coming hard enough already, you decided to milk every drop of him with your muscles, savoring the nearly broken gasps that came out of the man behind you. Taehyung could only keep upright for so long, doubling over your back as his hips jerked uncontrollably. All too soon, he came to a complete stop, panting harshly as the last of his release shot out.

“H-Holy shit...”

His breathless exclamation made you giggle quietly, looking back at him to grin at the fucked-out look on his sweat-drenched face. “All better now?”

“Y-Yeah...” Taehyung let out a weak chuckle, reaching a shaking hand up to push his hair back. “Fuck, been a while since I came that hard.”

“Oh? Could’ve fooled me, thought I saw you come like that the one day you had the plug in.”

He laughed a little more at the recollection. “Ah, that show. Well, as fun as that was, still pales to this.”

Your cheeks couldn’t help but warm at that, combined with the grateful look Taehyung gave you. “Glad to be of help, V.”

Chuckling, he gave your bottom a gentle pat. But then he realized that you hadn’t finished yet, cursing himself for getting carried away and ignoring your needs. Looking down at where he was still connected to you, he bit his lip before looking up at you.

“You didn’t come yet, right?”

Blinking, you realized that no, you hadn’t. You were so caught up in the frenzy that the thought of hitting your peak didn’t even cross your mind; it helped that you had experienced two orgasms already.

“No, I didn’t...”

Taehyung nodded, straightening his body up once more with as much strength as he could muster. Before you could ask what he was about to do, his hips resumed the rigorous pace from earlier, forcing you to gasp out loud.

“V, wh—”

“Shh, gorgeous. Need to make you come again, hold on tight for me.”

“B-But you, ah—!”

He cut you off with a deep thrust and a swat. “Quiet, Y/N. Stay there and let me do this.”

You weren’t going to fight his offer by any means but the sternness of his words killed any possible resistance. Giving a weak nod, you faced forward and received a bit of praise before Taehyung changed the angle of his movements, rolling his hips to stroke along your walls.

“O-Oh…ah…”

“You like that, baby?”

A whimper escaped your lips as you dug your fingers into the sheets. “Y-Yes—“

Taehyung chuckled huskily, grabbing one of your ass cheeks before shaking it. “Yeah? Like me fucking my come into this little pussy?”

“Oh God, yes baby—”

The man behind you flashed his teeth at how you buried your face in the bed momentarily afterwards, the last thing he said increasing your pleasure. You could still feel his seed housed deep inside you, being pushed further in with each thrust. The sensation of it was unexpectedly pleasant.

“Y/N.” Whipping your head up, you looked back at him, nearly whimpering at that commanding look on his face again. “Touch yourself.”

Swallowing hard at the darkness of his lidded eyes, you bit your lip as you moved your free hand underneath to begin circling your nub, crying out sharply. The strong wave of bliss left you unable to support your upper body any longer, forcing you to rest your cheek on the mattress for leverage.

“H-Hah—!”

“Feels good, huh? That little clit of yours must be so swollen by now.”

“Y-Yes V— Fuuuck—”

Of course he decided to speed up a little more now, throwing in some spanking as well. As if you weren’t suffering (absolutely enjoying) this enough already. Either way, everything Taehyung was doing, combined with your slick fingers working yourself over, was rapidly bringing you to your third climax of the night, your body beginning to tremble in anticipation.

“O-Oh my God—!” You squeezed your eyes shut to focus on all of the sensations, keeping your hand moving as you cried out, “Fuck, I’m gonna fucking come—!”

Taehyung cursed loudly at your declaration, keeping his hips moving steadily as his hand smacked your ass again. “Yeah, baby? Gonna come all over my dick like a good girl?”

“Yes, yes!”

He bared his teeth in unbridled lust, delivering another hit to the same cheek. “Yes, gorgeous, let me feel it— Gotta feel this pussy clench, wanna see if you’ll squirt on me again—“

His words shot straight to your core, prompting a tight squeeze at the thought of possibly repeating the little stunt from earlier. But you didn’t have much time to ponder as a violent surge overcame you as the knot deep in your belly snapped, forcing a broken gasp from your sore throat.

“A-Ah! V!”

All you could do was say his name before nothing but white blinded your vision, your back arching as you shook in front of him.

Taehyung had watched you close the whole time but now he made sure to keep his eyes completely focused on you as you came yet again, gripping his softening cock with enough force to make him grit his teeth. And sure enough, he got his wish as he felt a rush of wetness leaking onto him, groaning lowly when he looked down to see the mess. “Fuck, that’s it, gorgeous, knew you could do it— You must feel so fucking good right now, yeah?”

You could barely hear him but answering was nearly impossible with how hard you were coming. After what felt like ages, your body finally calmed down enough to slump against the bed, weak whines creeping past your lips and hips giving occasional jerks. You felt Taehyung lean down, pressing his sweaty torso to your equally damp back, brushing his lips against your ear to whisper.

“Still with me, baby?”

A hushed laugh left you at his question. “My body is, don’t know about my spirit, though.”

Taehyung chuckled and gave your cheek a kiss. “Just a little longer and we can finish, okay?”

As exhausted as you were, you felt a bit of sadness at your time together ending soon. But it was a show. He wasn’t obligated to keep this going on after the camera shut off. So you nodded weakly, trying not to whine when he straightened up and slowly began pulling out of you, allowing his come to start leaking out of your stretched hole.

“Damn...look at that.” Taehyung bit his lip and held your ass cheeks, spreading them apart to allow the audience to get a better view. 

“I guess this little cunt can’t handle all of my come, huh?” He brought his fingers up to pick up the globs that started dripping down your folds, pushing them back inside you (causing you to gasp as he brushed against your oversensitive walls). “Look at this, I’m putting it back in and yet you keep pushing it out. Not as greedy as I thought you were, hm?”

“M-Mm—” You trembled at the slight discomfort of his digits, nearly sighing in relief when he removed them after the third time of pushing his mess in. Feeling some of your strength returning, you managed to push yourself up with your arms before turning around to face the screen. It took a while for your eyes to focus but once they did, they widened in shock at the frantic words in the chat.

[dom_chungha]: W.T.F. THAT WAS SO HOT I LOVE YOU TWO TOGETHER SISVHOVHOE 🥺😭🤪❤️💦💦💦

[babyJ13]: my chair is an absolute mess right now but not as bad as your sheets, I’m sure 😝 you guys were amazing, can you do this again sometime? 👀

[KookyBun]: take all of my fucking money, you sexy bastards 💸 ughhhh, pls tell me where I can see more of her, I love her 😘😘😘

And that was only a portion of the comments you read.

Despite all of the raunchiness you had done with Taehyung just now, seeing these words made you hide your face behind your hands, squeaking out your thanks to the audience.

“Th-Thank you guys! You’re all s-so nice!”

Taehyung wasn’t as fazed, laughing softly at your bashful reaction. Sitting down next to you, he wrapped an arm around your shoulder, giving it a gentle rub. “Told you they would love you. My fans are some of the best on this site—” He gave the webcam one of his dazzling grins. “Right?”

Sure enough, the screen filled up with affirmations and declarations of love for the model, prompting him to laugh again.

“Aww, you’re all too good to me!”

Now your hands lowered down, revealing a face that bit back a large smile. This experience went a lot smoother than you expected (well, aside from your nerves in the beginning and nearly choking on Taehyung’s dick halfway through). You attributed most of it to Taehyung’s natural charisma and ability to make whoever he was interacting with feel comfortable. Well, that and the deep recesses of your mind that housed many fantasies of you and him in scenarios that you never thought would see the light of day.

“How’s my costar feeling?”

You turned your head to see him giving you a soft smile. “She’s feeling pretty damn great. Exhausted but great.”

His eyes squinted in joy, giving your shoulder a pat. “Happy to hear it. You looked like you were having the time of your life.”

“I was! Really, V—” You couldn’t help but lean in to give him a one-armed hug. “Thank you so much for the opportunity. You’re wonderful.”

Taehyung’s eyes widened a bit at the kiss you gave to his cheek before his grin became a little timid now. “No problem, baby.”

The two of you continued talking to the viewers for a few more minutes until the other looked at the time, making a sound of disappointment. “Shit, looks like we’ll have to wrap it up for the night.” He shot you a pout. “This is always my least favorite part.”

You reflected the expression. “Mine too.”

Your humor made his lips twitch before he looked at the camera once more. “Alright everyone, I wish we could keep this going on for a little longer but we’re way past schedule as it is. Don’t worry, Friday will be here again before you know it! Make sure to keep an eye out for the video to be uploaded in the next couple of days.”

On cue, Taehyung held his fingers together in the shape of a heart, winking and blowing a kiss. 

“Until next time. Borahae!”

Just when you thought he was going to get up and cut the stream off, he gave you an expectant look, motioning you to give your own goodbye. Mouth popping open in surprise, you quickly recovered, clearing your throat before addressing the chat.

“Thank you guys for being supportive! I’m sure a lot of you were upset that you didn’t win but I hope everyone gets another chance at this the next time there’s a contest. Trust me—” You shot Taehyung a coy smirk. “It’s quite the experience.” You didn’t see the way his eyes lowered at the comment, returning your gaze to the screen. “Anyways, see everyone next week in the chat!”

Giving your own kiss as well, you spotted Taehyung getting up to walk towards his computer, shutting off the stream, leaving just the two of you alone in the room now. With that one action, the atmosphere seemed to change. Your nerves were slowly making their way back in as you tried not to feel awkward now that the show was over. What happened now? Did you have to leave as soon as possible? Was there a post-camshow discussion that was supposed to occur?

“Y/N.”

Your inner rambling was halted when Taehyung called you. You jumped when you spotted him standing in front of you now, head cocked to the side.

“Everything alright?”

“O-Oh! Yeah...”

His lips curled as his arms folded over his sweat-covered chest. “You sure? You looked like you were in your own world just now.”

Your cheeks warmed as he called you out, lifting a hand up to brush some hair out of your face as you looked off to the side. “Positive. Just, um, processing everything, hah...”

Taehyung’s face softened. “You’re definitely feeling okay? I wasn’t too rough?”

“No, not at all!” A small laugh left you. “I mean, I’m sure I’m going to feel this in the morning but other than that, I’m doing very well.”

Taehyung smiled a little more at your reassurance but his boxy one made a comeback at the end of it. “Well, seeing as how my sheets are a mess now, I can’t accuse you of embellishing.”

“Taehyung!” You hid your face again as he laughed. “Jesus, I can’t believe I did that twice.”

“Hmm, guess I’ve got the magic touch.” Now you reached out to lightly smack the side of his thigh, receiving a loud laugh in response to that and the glaring pout you gave. “Sorry, sorry!”

“Hmph, whatever.”

The man in front of you giggled before placing his hand on your head, giving it a gentle pat. “Let me get you a towel so you can clean up.”

With that, Taehyung headed into the connected bathroom, reemerging with a couple of towels and handing one to you. You gave him a smile and a thanks before running the fabric over your damp skin first. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw the other doing the same. He cleaned himself off but skipped over his cock for now. You couldn’t help but bite your lip at how it was coated and glistening with both of your come. Something about the sight was lighting that fire up inside of you again and gave you an idea that you were shocked to even think about.

Before you could kill the thought, you called out to Taehyung.

“Wait.”

Taehyung paused, tilting his head. “What’s wrong?”

What was going through your head shouldn’t have been there in the first place. The show was over, what were you doing? But rationality was lost as you motioned Taehyung to step closer to you. He obliged, albeit with confusion still on his handsome face. Before you could chicken out, you took a hold of his limp cock, holding it up to lean forward and begin licking off the mess on it.

“Y-Y/N!”

His shocked gasp of your name didn’t deter you, aiming to get him as clean as possible. The mix of everything tasted...odd, to say the least. But the hold this man had on you was so strong that you were doing whatever you could to leave a lasting impression on him, to stand out from any other lucky winners in the future. It must be working as when you finished, pulling away with a lick of the lips, Taehyung was giving you that same intense look that came up a few times during the session.

The sight made you shiver and press your messy thighs together.

He made sure to keep his gaze locked with yours, hoping that you could ascertain how much he enjoyed the surprise. Despite his recent orgasm, Taehyung felt a stirring beginning yet again. He was the professional and you were the fan but goddamn if he wasn’t tempted to pin you to the bed and go for another round or two after that.

But a knock on the door interrupted, making the two of you jump out of the bubble of tension that had begun building up again. Breaking the eye contact (albeit reluctantly), Taehyung cleared his throat before calling out.

“Just a minute!”

With that, you decided to push whatever just happened to the back of your head as you pulled your shirt back down, frowning at how stained it had gotten. Reminding yourself to throw it in the wash when you got home, you lifted up enough to wrap the towel around your hips. You would have stood up but your legs still felt wobbly plus Taehyung’s come was starting to run down your thigh. Said man chose to pull his sweatpants on instead before going over to open the door, revealing Hoseok behind it, beaming like the sun.

“Hello there!” He walked in, revealing a water bottle in each of his hands, handing one to Taehyung before doing the same for you. 

“How are my little movie stars?”

You giggled at him, quickly uncapping the bottle before taking a much-needed sip. “Ready to take a long nap.”

“Likewise.”

Hoseok chuckled as the both of you had practically the same answer. “Well, I’m not surprised, after all of that? You both deserve a sandwich along with it! Seriously, you guys were amazing—“ His eyes playfully squinted at you. 

“Especially you, Miss I’ve-Never-Done-This-Before.”

You couldn’t help but be amused yet flustered at his words, shrugging. “I’m serious, I haven’t! I just…let go and pretended it was only me and him the whole time.”

Taehyung couldn’t help but shoot you a proud smile, happy that you came around from the shaking mess that stepped into his room.

“Well, either way, I loved it. The audience did too, you should see how wild the chat was after you signed off!”

“Oh yeah?”

“Mhm!” Hoseok grinned. “Got a lot of people asking if you’ve got your own channel.” He smirked at his client. “Looks like you’ve got a bit of competition, Tae.”

Taehyung gasped dramatically, a hand resting on his chest. “What?! Wow, to think Y/N would steal my fans from me, after all I’ve done for her!”

You rolled your eyes at him. “Oh please, like it would even make a dent on your followers. Trust me, I don’t think my shows would be as intriguing as yours.”

“Aww, so humble.”

Hoseok laughed at your banter before he clapped his hands together all of a sudden. “God, I’m so excited to take the video to Baekhyun-nim for editing tomorrow! I can’t remember the last time I felt like this!”

Taehyung gave his manager a look of offense. 

“Hyung, are you calling my solo shows boring?!”

“No dummy, you know that’s not what I mean. I’m saying that I haven’t seen chemistry and intensity like that from my clients in ages!”

“Hmph, if you say so. My manager doesn’t have faith in me anymore.” You giggled when Taehyung pouted at you, only to grow into a cackle when Hoseok walked over and smacked him upside the head. 

“Hey!”

“Hush, you little drama queen. Okay—” The blond’s sunny smile returned. “Why don’t you two get cleaned up completely and I’ll order us some dinner in the meantime?”

At his offer, your eyes widened. “Oh Hobi, you don’t have to—”

“Hey hey hey, none of that, Y/N. What kind of manager would I be if I didn’t feed my workers? I’m sure you two are starving, I know I am.”

As he said that, your stomach decided to rumble quietly, proving him right. “Hmm, fine. It’s pretty late though, what’s even open around this time?”

Taehyung jumped in, “There’s a couple! There’s Chinese takeout, pizza and a place that makes some pretty nice ramyeon.”

Looking up in thought, you couldn’t find yourself in a mood for any particular type of food. “I could go with any of them, why don’t you guys choose?”

Taehyung lit up like a lamp at your suggestion before looking at Hoseok with puppy eyes. “Hyung, can we get pizza? Pleaaaase?”

Hoseok rolled his eyes. “Fine but I’m only getting one order of garlic knots this time. You left them behind the last time and I ended up having to throw them out!”

“Aw man, fine.”

Once the two came to an agreement, Hoseok left to go place your respective orders. Taehyung offered you his bathroom to get washed up and took your stained shirt to throw in the wash while he gave you one of his t-shirts to borrow for now. You couldn’t help but feel a bit special at getting to wear his clothing, the fabric smelling of him mixed with detergent.

Taehyung showered also, deciding to throw his pajamas on instead (you commended him for his trumpet-print pants). Not long after you were both done, Hoseok announced that the pizza had arrived, prompting the two of you to race down to the kitchen. Everyone got their fill of the food, along with a bottle of soju Taehyung broke out, until eyes were lidded and bellies were close to bursting. Hoseok looked at his watch only to comment on how late it was and that you should get home to get some rest. You didn’t mind staying longer in their company but both the men looked just as tired as you were; you couldn’t impose.

You pulled out your phone to call for a ride only for Taehyung to stop and offer to pay instead. You were ready to fight him on it until he gave you a no-nonsense look, forcing you to sigh and give in, too full to argue. Once the app let him know the car was ten minutes away, you said your goodbye to Hoseok. The blond gave you a hug and a pat on the back, congratulating you again for a job well done before promising to keep in contact with you concerning the video.

So now you and Taehyung sat on his front steps, taking in the warm air as small talk was made.

“And then he deleted the file by accident, all because it was off by one number.”

“Jesus, that sounds awful. Please tell me you guys have a recovery system.”

“We do, thank God.” You sighed. “Or else my company would have been one less employee short. Blood would’ve ended up on my hands that day.”

Taehyung shook his head as he chuckled in disbelief at the story about how Mark nearly lost an extremely important document detailing the company’s yearly finances. “Props to you for being able to be in a career like that, I would have lost my mind if I was in your place.”

“Trust me, I’ve had many close calls.” Your eyes rolled as you leaned back on your arms. “Especially when my boss gets wind of any mistakes? It makes me want to jump out of the window.”

Taehyung laughed, running a hand through his hair. “I can imagine.”

Silence came between the two of you, comfortable now that you were growing familiar with each other. This led to the model to think about something you had mentioned during your meeting, wanting to pick your brain a bit.

“Hey Y/N.”

You turned to him. “Yes?”

Taehyung tilted his head. “Would you ever consider giving camming a serious shot one of these days?”

You weren’t expecting him to say that.

But you couldn’t help but wonder. Would you?

“I mean...” Your hands clasped in your lap. “It’s not my dream job but it is something I’m still interested in trying. But I don’t know how I’d do...”

Taehyung nodded slowly at your response. “Hmm...you want my honest opinion?”

“Shoot.”

His tongue flicked out over his lips as his dark eyes regarded you. “I think if you find a market or niche to focus on and put the time and investment into it, you’ll do pretty well.” At your incredulous look, he continued.

“I’m serious, not blowing smoke up your ass! You looked like you were having fun during the show and the way you transitioned along the way and spoke—” The boxy grin returned. “You have potential. You’re not perfect but it takes time to improve and find out what does and doesn’t work for you. If you really want it, you’ll do amazing.”

All you could do was stare at Taehyung afterwards, in shock at what he said. To hear someone who had way more experience than you did in this line of work say that you had a chance?

You couldn’t help but break out into an ecstatic grin.

“Thank you Taehyung...”

The man next to you nodded before he became silent again. Now he cocked his head. “Hey, why don’t I give you my number? In case you ever have any questions or need any advice?”

Your mouth popped open at the offer. “I-Is that okay? I don’t mind but I wouldn’t want you to get in trouble for giving your number out to fans.”

Taehyung waved dismissively. “Eh, it’s fine, you’re an exception. I trust you not to blow up my phone with creepy messages anyway.”

“I mean...” You laughed at the appalled sound he gave. “Kidding, kidding!”

The two of you exchanged numbers while you tried not to dance in place. How much more luck could you get? A ping sounded from Taehyung’s phone afterwards. “Oop, looks like your ride is about to turn down the street.”

He stood up and held his hand out to help you up before walking down the steps and walkway with you. The both of you stood side by side near the road, looking down the quiet street to keep an eye out for a specific car. Headlights popped up soon and made their way down towards the house. Looks like the night is over.

“Hey.”

At the soft call, you turned and looked up to see Taehyung stepping closer before holding your shoulders with care. Tilting your head, you couldn’t help the way your heart beat a little faster at the proud smile he gave you. And then you felt yourself being pulled into a hug.

“You did great, gorgeous. Thank you for doing this with me.”

A thudding filled your ears as you wrapped your arms around his lean body as well, giving him a careful squeeze.

“Thank you Tae...really, you helped me out more than you thought.”

A pleased hum sounded from him. “It was my pleasure, Y/N. Get home safe, okay?”

“Will do. Enjoy your weekend, Taehyung.”

The two of you parted (reluctantly, for you) in time for the car to roll up in front, the driver waiting patiently. But then Taehyung had to sneak in a kiss to your cheek before shooing you off cutely. How were you supposed to leave quietly after that?!

You forced yourself to give him a pout and a light punch to the arm before entering your ride, greeting the driver as you rolled the window down and waved goodbye to Taehyung. Much to your gratitude, they weren’t much of a talker, allowing you to process everything that happened.

You still couldn’t believe that you had sex with your favorite camboy on a live stream. After only knowing him for two days. In front of thousands of strangers. And you used your real name and showed your face while you spewed and performed all kinds of smut that would give a priest a heart attack.

Would you do it again?

Your lips curled.

Abso-fucking-lutely.

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[roadkillxd]

So…I have this whirling thought that’s literally plaguing my mind…I always thought of Billy being one of those service dom’s but with a bit more…control? Maybe after playing basketball, and he’s amped up and slightly sweaty and…having you near him got him so riled up, he has to pull those little green shorts of your’s down and treat that ass like it was made for him…(Billy with a M!reader Pwease 😘💕)

Sorry that this took so long, and that it's a little short. Still trying to get back into the swing of things, but feel free to send another prompt if you're not satisfied (especially if it's Billy-related I love my evil hunk).

↪ 1781 words — 18+ / SMUT — tw for crying, breath play, creampies, mild spanking, rushed preparation, semi-public sex, overstimulation, spit kink, and man-handling.

Content tags — cis male submissive reader / cis male dominant Billy / locker room sex, penetrative sex, anal sex, analingus, fingering.

You stand under the spray of water. The pressure is lackluster, but the heat of it soothes your sore muscles. You’d spent the first 15 minutes after the game waiting for a certain blond, half-heartedly going through one of your study guides for a test coming up in algebra while your teammates went about showering and changing and getting ready to head home. 

They pointedly ignored you. You didn’t care, more intrigued by the fact Billy hadn’t come in from the court yet. Maybe Coach was giving him another talk about being too aggressive during games. By the time you thought about going to check, the locker room had entirely cleared out. You had sighed and gotten up to shower.

You hastily dry your hair off with a spare towel. You go to grab your change of clothes and frown when you find your bag sopping wet, the traffic of dripping boys having dampened its contents. With a sigh you pull your little green gym shorts on, foregoing either option of underwear—damp with water or damp with sweat. 

If Billy is a no-show, it means you have no ride home. Meaning you’d have to walk home half-naked in the cold. It was late September—only 6 PM—and the sun had already set. You wonder if any of your teachers have stayed this late. Maybe you could carpool with one of them. But it’s Friday, so you doubt anyone other than you and the janitor have stuck around so late.

You nearly jump out of your skin as the locker room door slams open, the heavy metal clanging loudly against the brick wall. There are arms around your waist before you can even turn to see who’s made an entrance, lifting you up with a roaring laugh. 

You’d recognize that obnoxious laughter anywhere.

“Seriously, Billy!” You chide as he plants you back down, facing you towards the lockers with his sweaty chest pressing to your still slightly damp back. 

“Did I scare you?” He chuckles, voice low against your ear. You shudder as he traces the shell of it with his tongue. 

You sigh, feeling safe and content in his arms despite his prior behavior. He kisses wetly at your neck, nibbling gently at the skin there. It’ll leave a mark, but it doesn’t matter. No one will know it was him, but you will. That’s what matters to him.

“What took you so long?” You breathe, leaning your head to the side to expose more of your neck, giving him more to work with. He hums in approval.

“Impatient, are we?” 

“Thought I was gonna have to walk home.”

“Hmm. Just wanted to make sure we’d be alone. You were stealing my thunder all night.”

You scoff lightly, looking over your shoulder to peer back at him. His pupils are blown wide with lust, and you can feel the outline of his cock starting to chub up against the cleft of your ass.

“So, what? Had to get me alone so you could punish me?” You joke. He grins, capturing your lips with his, kissing you chastely. He pulls back and stares at you with half-lidded eyes.

“I thought about it,” he comments idly, his hands trailing from where they’ve been resting on your pecs down to the hem of your shorts. He slowly lowers to his knees behind you, pulling your shorts down along with him. You instinctually plant your hands on the lockers and spread your legs as he nips at your ass. You can feel his grin against your flesh. “But you looked so hot, dominating the court like that. Had me half hard just watching you, baby.”

You let out a shaky sigh as he noses between your cheeks, licking a stripe up your balls and taint, his tongue trailing flatly over your hole. He hums against you and you moan at the vibrations.

He pulls away and you whine, his mouth lowering to lap at one of your balls, rolling the supple flesh along his tongue, suckling it into his mouth.

“Billy,” you gasp as he blows hot breath against you, creating a tingling sensation along with the feeling of his rapidly cooling saliva. 

He hums, gripping your ass with big hands, spreading your cheeks apart to lick a few more stripes over your hole, “couldn’t stop thinking about you,” lick, “about this ass,” lick, “bending you over in front of everyone” lick, “and showing them you’re mine.”

You keen as he presses further forward, his tongue pushing into your hole, lapping and curling against your velvety insides. He laves at you like a feral dog, messy and wet. You can feel his drool spilling from his lips and down your balls. He moans against you, loud and filthy—like he could get off just from this. 

He pulls back and spits on your hole, slipping a finger into you before you can protest at the loss of his mouth. You press your ass back as he pushes forward, the digit easily sliding all the way into you. He adds a second and you choke on a moan, fists clenched against the cold metal of the lockers.

“My dumb little whore,” Billy coos, thrusting his fingers in and out of you at a rapid pace. His free hand comes down palm first on your ass, the sting making you cry out, your thighs beginning to quiver.

He laughs and stands, keeping his fingers inside of you, pushing in a third. He grips tight at the nape of your neck, squeezing as he turns your head until you’re looking back over your shoulder at him. His fingers dig into your jaw until you let it fall open in an attempt to ease the painful pressure.

You expect him to kiss you, whining high and reedy when he instead parts his own lips, tilting your head up as he lets his spit drip onto your tongue. He smiles, still open-mouthed when he gives a wink and suddenly yanks his fingers free.

You gasp at the loss, the digits just as quickly replaced by the blunt head of his thick cock shoving into your fluttering hole. He forces you forward, awkwardly stumbling until you collide with the locker, your cheek pressed to the cool metal. He bars his forearm along the back of your neck, holding you in place while his other hand pulls your hips towards him, arching your back.

He slips deeper into you, stretching you around his girth. You moan low and long at the feeling, the slight burn that quickly turns to hazy pleasure as he pulls back out and slams back in. His pace is brutal, the rushed prep making you more aware of how full he makes you. You’ll probably have a limp after this. 

You moan out a mantra of his name, an endless stream of slurred “Billy, Billy, Billy,”’s as he fucks into you. He laughs low and dangerous from behind you.

“You get so fucking stupid when I get my cock in you, huh?” He groans deeply, his cock twitching inside your tight walls. He presses flush against you for a moment, letting out a heavy breath as you feel wet heat flood your swollen hole. 

Surprisingly quick for Billy, but you guess he’s been pent up all night.

But then—You whine, confused as he repositions, planting his feet before beginning to thrust into you again, his pace faster than before but not quite as harsh. 

“C’mon,” he growls out, his sensitive cock pulsing as you clench around him. “You can take another, come on.”

His cum helps to slick the way, making the slide of his dick so much more pleasurable. His swollen cockhead drags along your prostate and you shout. 

“There you go, there you go,” he breathes out in a rush, a hand coming around to stroke your sensitive flesh lightning-fast. You feel tears welling over and streaming warm and wet down your cheeks as you sob, broken little “ah, ah, ah!”’s escaping from your lips. 

The hand barring down on your neck moves to grip your hip, his other arm wrapping around the front of your throat to hold you in a chokehold. You gasp for air, hands scrabbling at his forearm. He waits until you’re purple in the face before pulling off.

The rush of oxygen flooding your brain short circuits you. You let out a shrill cry as you come, spraying the walls with your release as he buries deep inside of you with a bellowing shout. You clench tight around him as he comes again, milking him of every last drop. 

He holds you flush to him for a few moments, his arms wrapped around your torso as the two of you come down. You whimper when you feel his softening cock twitch against your sore and abused prostate. He moves his hands up to your shoulders, resting his head against your shoulder blades as he slips out of you.

You whine at the feeling of his cum swelling at your entrance. Your hole flutters as it begins to dribble out and Billy immediately drops to his knees once again, wasting no time in spreading your cheeks apart and licking into your hole, lapping up his own spend. 

You mewl as he cleans your oversensitive ass, feeling about ready to pass out at all of the overstimulation setting your nerves alight. You feel lightheaded, seconds from your knees giving out as Billy finally pulls away with a final teasing lick. 

He stands and turns you around so you’re facing him, pulling you with him as he walks back. The back of his knees bump the bench and he drags you down with him, positioning you so you’re kneeling, resting in his lap. 

“Always so fucking good,” he murmurs. One of his hands cradles your head, pressing your face into the crook of his neck while he runs his fingers through your hair. His other hand squeezes and gropes at your ass, occasionally teasing the pad of his finger over your swollen hole and earning a pathetic whine from you.

You slowly start to regain your barrings, Billy gently rocking you in his arms. You’re not sure if he’s even aware that he’s humming, but he stops when you speak up.

“I’m blaming you when Coach asks why I can’t play next week,” you grumble, nipping playfully at his collarbone.

Billy laughs, pulling your head back until you’re face to face. He presses a slow, deep kiss to your lips before pulling away with another signature grin, “if things go my way this weekend, don’t think you’ll be showing up to practice at all.”

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you can totally ignore this but ik you write both bottom Steve and Bucky (I love both) but I’m so starved for bottom Steve, would you possibly (hopefully) write a bottom Steve fic in the future? 👀👀❤️

p.s. super unrelated but you seem like such a nice person? idk the vibes on your tumblr and replies are immaculate

I wouldn't ignore such a polite request, sweets!

God, yeahhh though, I love bottom Steve, especially big, blushy, through-and-through subby bottom Steve. I will ALWAYS have a soft spot for that big sweetheart. He's the cutest. (And he also inspires the most feral reaction in me between all the boys lol. Something about how big he is and how hard he crumbles... 🥴)

Right now I'm writing a kinky as always bottom Bucky fic (with daddy kink, feminization, dirty phone calls, and semi-public masturbation 👀) but, yeah, I 100% gotta get back into the subby, bottom Steve dark side again lmao

For a temporary fix though, you can look back through the fics I've written with bottom Steve, filtered on my AO3 account, here plus you can have some of the horny (re: feral) rambling thoughts about This Steve that're in my phone notes haha:

Eager cap-&-puppy!Steve with Sam or Beefy Bucky (or both 👀) as his dom/handler. Steve loves spankings, on all fours, collared and leashed, plug in (tail plug 👀), eager and needy even with a looming paddle, whimpering and whining like a bitch though his dog-bone shaped gag while his dom encourages him, "wag your tail for me, boy, c'mon. Show me that ass and that tight little cunt, yeah, yeah, that's it, good boy."

Medical Kink with subby, strung-out Steve hitting subspace so hard that he's dumb and needy 😳 (like That 👀 Peach 👀 Tumblr 👀 Ask 👀 but also maybe nurse Bucky in the 21st century... dating at first but then Steve figures out he's a nurse and DROOLS/SQUIRMS/HAS PAVLOVIAN RESPONSE TO MEDICAL SHIT AT THIS POINT) (casts... being immobile like bondage? being strapped down to exam table? temperature play with cold metal exam tables/stethoscopes/etc.? sound of latex gloves snapping? prostate massages (that lead to prostate milking 👀) as a "prostate exam"? saline titty/ball inflation (needle play)? enemas? physical exams? mouth exams? etc.)

Peach being the lovely @theelectricpeach of course 😘

Speaking of puppy...

How about a Natasha and Steve fic where Natasha masturbates while Steve is watching. He's only allowed to watch, panting and drooling like the eager puppy he is. Nat is spread out at the top of the bed, her legs wide, leaning back on a mountain of pillows while in nothing but her panties, an underbust corset (but without anything over her breasts because... that's a good goddamn look), and some heels (I'm thinking like stripper tall, shiny, boot heels because Aesthetic but whatever lol). She's touching herself. Maybe she has a vibrator out too, playing with herself over her panties. Maybe she's just fingering herself, panties pulled to the side. Idk. Anyway- One of her heeled feet is resting on Steve's shoulder, Steve's arms are tied behind his back but he has a pillow to rest on to watch with a good angle, and Nat keeps having to push him down when he gets too excited. He's not allowed to grind on the bed or get off in any way. He's just watching. Whining. He can see her and smell her and he fucking wants to taste but he can't. Eventually she makes herself orgasm. And she makes him put on her wet panties for her- for Daddy. And Steve-? Steve is gone for it. Ready to cum right them and there BUT he has to stay in Daddy's panties all day until the evening, cleaning the house, hanging out inside, whatever while only in her dirty panties until the end of the day when he gets to spread himself out on top of Daddy. A melted puddle. He's laid out on top of her sucking on her tits for something to do with that needy mouth and hes grinding against her thigh at the same time, unable to help himself. He whines cries, thanking her the whole time, telling her that she's the best daddy. And when he stays hard after he cums, messing up her thigh and the panties hes still wearing for her-? Daddy offers to make it better. Make his second achy erection away and drain his swollen balls properly after a day of denial... And Daddy gets her strap and nearly fucks him to death, until he's crying, sobbing into the bed and fisting the sheets so hard that they rip under his strength. She fucks him right through his second and third orgasm that way until the only word Steve can remember is "daddy" and those dirty panties that he's wearing after Daddy came in them... they were pulled to the side to show Daddy his pretty pink cunt. They're now literally ruined... just Steve on a leash with collar, crawling ("muse" ~ OCAD)

(And if I remember right Ash, @baseballbatbucky , helped me brainstorm that horny fucking ramble, which I couldn't be more thankful for lol)

Steve's lingerie kink... he's just discovering it himself... but then Bucky walks in on him and discovers it too... shy Steve with swaggering, charming, hella cocky Bucky: "I have a confession, princess, I was watching you put on that outfit through the crack you left in the door, but I was only thinking about the fastest way to take it off of you. I wasn't thinking about how good you look in it, I was too preoccupied... sorry, not sorry," he rumbles, smirking and taking chunks out of Steve's neck sloppily. Breathe hot and wet on his skin. Lips plush. Teeth harsh. Steve cries out, knees buckling, "now, you better show me how to get this off of you before I rip it off you."

This one ⬇️ is more just sub!Steve but I feel like it still counts lol

Steve gooning fic where Bucky comes home from a mission with Sam to see Steve whimpering and barely able to touch his own cock, he's so sensitive. He looks so young and soft, like those rarely snapped photos of him from fresh out of the ice. Soft and hazy and a little confused. Even though he's got long hair and a beard and wedding ring on one finger…

Big Sub Steve tied up, blindfolded with ear plugs and a gag in, listening to his own heartbeat inside his body as Bucky pours hot wax over him. Using ice too until Steve is squirming and thrashing. The sensations have him throbbing, head spinning. Overwhelmed by wanting more and less. He screams through the gag when Bucky drags ice over his cock and then sucks him off. Letting him finish in his mouth.

Steve is an experienced dom, old-guard style... he was a bright eyed, blonde haired sub once upon a time, he began to gain experience, knows what it felt like to sub and what he liked doms doing to him and he showed other subs what things he liked to feel felt like, and eventually became the dom he is now. He's a well known BDSM lifestyle and professional dom. Everyone comes to him for the experience of such a great dom. No one will play with him as a sub or bottom anymore, even though he's a switch. Everyone is either too intimidated to play with him, thinking they'll do it wrong and he will know because he's so experienced, or they just want Steve's experience used against them. Those skills used ON them. Those varsity level kinks. ...so Steve doms fairly exclusively. Until Bucky comes along. Bucky is a newer dom to the scene. Just turned 21. They meet at a play party. Bucky asks Steve about techniques. Steve offers to teach him, then let Bucky try it on him in exchange. Its been so long since he's had a good scene where he was the sub. They start to play together. Steve as the sub. Bucky has some experience domming but he's still learning. Learning fast. He really likes his silver fox sub... so pretty and subby. So willing to have that itch scratched after being starved for it. And, damn, Steve gets super, super lost in subspace in their scenes, all hazy and floaty since it's been so long since he's been allowed to submit. Its addictive. Such a big, strong, experienced man whimpering and crying at Bucky's feet. On his hands and knees, crawling for him. Begging to lick his shoes. Desperate to arch his back and stick his pussy out for spanks right over the hole until he's sobbing and shaking so long as Bucky rims him after... there's a few times he gets so into it that he cums right through a cock ring too. Big cock twitching and pumping. He screams himself raw then stays panting and silent until he can climb his way out of the deepest parts of subspace.

So, uh, yeah...

Subby, bottom Steve, huh?

P.S. Aw, thank you. You're too sweet <3 I'm glad I have good vibes 😘