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beebeetheclown · 7 months ago

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REQUEST: PRAGUE KENDALL 😩😩😩🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼

Hello anonnn I might have an idea of who you are haha👀 thank you for this request!

Although I feel like my Ken x reader tree is slowly losing its leaves (that probably makes no sense at all) I wrote this anyway☺️ special for you anon!

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Number One

Ken x reader - Request

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Kendall leaves you unattended at the underground club. He says he has deals to claim and that he has things to work out, it is something you are uninterested in. You didn’t come to the club to talk business and money, that isn’t your thing, it’s Kendall’s thing. You let him do all the talking and you just stood by his side or waited for him back in the penthouse. Though you aren’t too familiar with the business terms and life, you do have a smart mind, you are good at manipulating people and that is one of the reasons why Kendall admired you so quickly. You always are a part of helping him get what he wants from people most of the time.

He first met you three months ago. Crazy enough, he had met you at his ex-wife's birthday. You figured out that Kendall was only invited to the get-together mostly because his kids wanted him to be there and Rava wanted him to be there for the kids. You had met Rava through work and that’s how you got the invitation. You are exactly Kendall’s type. At the party, you were exactly what Kendall needed. It was fucked up for him to flirt with his ex-wife’s coworker and friend, and it was fucked up that you flirted with her ex-husband, but you both ended up naked in Kendall’s bed after the party had ended.

Ever since that party, you two have been together. Kendall claims that he can’t get enough of you and that he needs you both for pleasure and for your smart mind. You help Kendall get what he wants and help him win arguments and business deals because you like to see Kendall happy, but you also like to watch him get what he wants as it turns you on. When Kendall gets what he wants, his personality changes and his ego gets higher. When he gets what he wants, the two of you fuck like rabbits.

When he loses, there’s a fifty-fifty. Kendall is either really low and acts like a small child. Or he gets angry and stressed, complaining and telling you how everyone is wrong, that he’s worked so hard, and that he knows what’s right. When he gets like this, you usually let him do whatever he wants. You help him with his stress by allowing him to take it out all on you when you fuck. Of course, he’s not too rough with you as he still loves you and doesn’t want to hurt you, but sometimes when he is stressed, he can’t hold back anything.

You’ve been sitting on one of the club’s couches without Ken for about fifteen minutes when he comes back. He’s angered and you can tell, you know that whatever deal he was wanting didn’t work out. He trudges over to you and sits down next to you.

“Deals fucked. Whatever, her and her bjork type shit can fuck off. I don’t need it.” You hand him the glass that’s got a bit of alcohol left in it and he drinks it all then wipes his lips with the back of his hand, “I need coke.”

“Kendall, you said you weren’t going to get that fucked up tonight.”

“Yeah, that was before I figured out that the deal is fucked.”

“Where’s Stewy, did you talk to Stewy yet?”

“Yeah, he’s annoying me too. And fucking Roman, fuckin’ whining at me about some stupid game we played as kids. Like, why does it even fucking matter? We were kids, kids do weird shit.”

“If everyone’s just being a bitch to you, why don’t we just leave?” You put a hand on Kendall’s back. You want to leave because you don’t want him to have to deal with any more bullshit, but you also want to leave because you have been desperate for his hands to be on you ever since the car ride here.

“No, not yet, I want coke. I’ll take a line or two then I’ll take you home with me.” You know there is no backing Kendall out of getting that white powder, when Kendall is upset and he wants something, he’ll get it.

Eventually Kendall is able to find some and you watch him cut two lines before he leans down and inhales both. He leans back on the couch and lets the coke sit in his system for a minute, “Fuck yeah, that’s good.”

“Kendall-”

“Let’s get the fuck out of here.”

He takes your hand and pulls you behind him through the crowd. He is eager to get home now. As he continues to pull you out of the club, he calls Fikret to come and pick you up. Fikret is not far, you only have to wait about five minutes.

You wait outside of the tunnel where the club was and it is now dark outside. As you wait, Kendall continues to grumble about everything and you just let him talk before you soon interrupt him, “Can we please fuck when we get back?”

He stops talking, looks at you, then grins slightly, “What, is this turning you on, me getting all pissed off like this?”

“I don’t know, maybe a little.”

“Well, if it’s turning you on, can I please continue?”

“Yeah, fine, go ahead.”

He doesn’t continue though, he just asks you another question, “What about it turns you on? I don’t think I’ve ever been with someone who gets off with me being angry. I’m not judging though, I mean, it’s strange but also kind of hot.”

“I don’t know how to explain it really. What makes it hot for you?”

“I think it’s the fact that you get aroused when I’m like this. Other tell me I’m fucking stupid or something, but you like it. You let me say what I want and do what I want.”

“It’s because I know that you know what’s best in things.”

“Yeah?”

Maybe sometimes Kendall’s ideas weren’t always very smart or well thought out, but you knew that he loves it when people tell him that he’s good. He likes to be praised and knows that he is the best.

“Yes Kendall.”

“When we get back, I’m going to fuck you on the couch, right by the big fucking window so everyone of New York can see. Is that something up your alley?”

You smile, “Let them watch.”

He smiles too and that’s when Fikret drives in and stops a few feet ahead of you. “Let’s go put on a show then.” Kendall says and leads you to the car by putting a hand on your back.

During the car ride, Kendall tells Fikret to turn the bass of the music up. Kendall is now feeling good. He is ignoring everything that had just gone to shit and the coke helps him ignore it. All that interests him now is getting to be alone with you because he knows that he could have you any way he wanted. He can control you and you will let him.

When you get to the penthouse, you are both chuckling and horny for each other. He leads you over to the couch that sat just a couple feet away from the large window. The couch is in the shape of a longer, wide coffee table. It has no backrest, it’s just flat, it is more like a comfy bench.

Kendall grins as he pulls your dress up above your hips, “We can let people watch, but they don’t get to see your body. He motions for you to lie on the flat bench and you do so. He takes off your panties before he takes off his jacket and undoes his pants.

The penthouse was pretty high up, so no one from the streets would be able to see you, but all the people in the building across the way could if they were to look out the window and into the penthouse.

“You’re the only one who gets me, yeah? The only one that understands.”

“Yes.”

“You agree that everyone at that club was in the wrong?”

“Yes, Kendall.”

“Tell me that I’m the real winner, that I deserve it.”

“You deserve it Kendall, you deserve the crown.”

He strokes himself and closes his eyes for a moment before breathing out, “That’s fucking right.” He then puts your ankles on his shoulders, “They just don’t understand.” He thrusts forward roughly, making you take all of him. He doesn’t pause or slow down his movements; when Kendall is upset, he doesn’t stop until he is satisfied.

As you let him fuck you, you turn your head to look out into the city. You never thought that you’d be here, looking out at the New York city lights while letting the rich Kendall Roy fuck you in his

penthouse. It is like a dream.

Kendall continues his movements, with both pleasure and anger running through his blood, he speaks again, “Fuck, I wish it could always be like this.” A groan rides up his throat, “Me being on top and in control. Not just with you, with everything. The company, the world, fuck, I want to be on top of it all.”

A quivered moan falls from your lips, “You will be Kendall.” The next thing you bring up is something you know that makes him crazy, “You are number one.”

And you are right, those four words together excite him. He lets out a grunt and curses as he picks up the pace. Kendall is high on coke, coke and power. He doesn’t hold back, he can’t.

You turn your head so you can look at him, “No,” he says, “go back to how you were. Show the people of New York how much you are enjoying me.” Listening to Kendall, you turn your head back to the side. Your lips are parted a little. “Show them just how good I can be.”

As you have been wanting him so badly hours before, you are already close to that peak, “Kendall-”

He already knows from your sounds and your body language, “I know, just a little longer for me, I’m not there yet. Hold out just a little longer or you’ll have to do it twice over.”

“I can’t.” You whine.

“You can. Do it for me. Give me what I want.”

And for Kendall, you hold back. You don’t have to hold back for long though, because soon he tells you to let go and as soon as you get that permission, you let go. Kendall does too, he gets to that peak right after you as he can’t go on for any longer. He loves it when he has you finish around him. He fucks you through your orgasm and he soon finishes inside you. He gives you three more small thrusts before pausing inside you again to catch his breath.

He soon tugs his pants back up and you pull your dress back down, “You think they liked the show?” He asks with a grin before looking out the window.

“Yes, but I think they are all jealous.” You smile at him then kiss his cheek.

“Jealous of who, you or me?”

“Both.”

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