#shows him what a “”playlist“” and “”cellphone“” are. barely understands the concepts himself

[cringelordlikesplaz]

crackship doomed yaoi GO

711 was a character that ran alongside Plastic Man in the OG police comics. He died (shot 3 times) after 15 issues to make way for a newer, hopefully more popular hero, 'cause he was boring as hell. Understandable really, I would've done the same. Very cool for the writers to merc his ass. I always liked how stupid his premise was though, and liked the idea of 711 and Plas hanging out. I also like it when there's the Horrors

[miss-pearlescent]

Photography Kink (M)

Themes: birthday sex, roleplay, photography, soft dom (◡‿◡˶)

Lea heard the front door shut and hid her smile as she stashed her phone away. Trying her best to look nonchalant, she strolled past the living room into the kitchen.

“What would you like for your birthday?” she called as she pulled out a plate for her boyfriend.

A deep sigh came from the other room as her boyfriend dropped to the couch. “You don’t have to get me anything.”

She poked her head out and found Jongin with his arm swung over his eyes. Frowning, she walked over and took a seat beside him.

“Wanna talk?” she asked.

Jongin took another deep breath. “Not really,” he said. “Just work.”

She patted his knee. “Mr. Lee getting in your face again?”

“A little,” he wrapped his arms around her hips and pulled her against him. “Wanna go to that fancy buffet next week?”

Her ears perked up. “For your birthday?” she asked excitedly. Jongin never thought his birthday was special, which was so different from how she was raised. Just hearing him voluntarily mention going out on his birthday was foreign.

He shrugged and gave her a sheepish grin. “For fun. We haven’t gone out together in a while.”

“Of course.” Lea had to hide her own grin as Jongin rested his head against her shoulder.

His work as a photographer required long hours and sometimes endless amounts of patience. She had heard stories of some of his stranger clients, but there were other times when he would come home frustrated at simply himself.

Photography was something he had only recently discovered and loved. It was a talent that he had initially enjoyed working on. But he wanted to move on with his creativity and she noticed that he was no longer excited about picking up new clients for shoots.

His cellphone rang and he let out a groan.

Lea’s heart rate shot up. “You should get that,” she said, peeling herself away so that he didn’t notice how nervous she got.

Jongin pulled out his phone and glared at the number. She gave him a little nudge before heading to the kitchen again to grab dinner for the two of them.

“Next Thursday?” She heard his tired voice and felt a slight twinge of guilt.

She had asked her friend to book a morning video shoot with Jongin at a hotel, where Lea would be waiting with his birthday present.

All she needed to do was convince him to take the gig.

Then she heard him choke on air. “Fifteen hundred dollars?”

That was her cue to run to the living room. She gave him her best incredulous stare.

Jongin returned the amazement in his gaze as he listened to the rest of the details. “So let me confirm: fifteen hundred dollars for a three hour shoot?”

She mouthed take it! to him, hoping he went with the plan without a fight.

Of course, he hesitated. Scratching the back of his head, he looked to her before saying. “Give me one second.” He covered the microphone to his phone. “Should I?” he asked.

Lea sat down beside him. “Just three hours,” she whispered. “Then I’ll take you to celebrate your birthday and you can take some time off.”

“And take a vacation?” His eyes sparkled as he leaned in, all the hesitation gone. “Together?”

She felt her heart skipping a beat as her cheeks warmed. “O-okay.”

He smiled as he put the phone back to his ear. “Hello? Yes, I’ll be there on Thursday. A deposit is due by Friday, and cancellation fees and conditions can be found on my website.” His fingers found hers as he worked out the last details and hung up.

-

Lea pinched her cheeks and went through the to-do list in her head.

Rose petals, check.

Lingerie, check.

Three-hour sexy playlist, check.

Jongin would be here any minute and—

Knock, knock!

Lea spun towards the door.

“Kim Jongin, photographer,” he announced. His voice was so formal that she almost didn’t recognize it.

She pranced toward the door, taking a deep breath before opening it. “Hello, Mr. Kim, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” She held out her hand and put on a salacious smile.

Jongin looked at her. Then at her hand. Then at her dress. Then back at her. “What... Lea?”

She cocked her head, feigning innocence. “Would you like some coffee before we start? Come in, the hotel has an amazing kitchenette.”

“Lea, what are you doing here?” he asked, taking two steps into the hotel room before stopping. “I’m supposed to be working.”

“Oh, right. Work.” She brought two glasses of water to the coffee table and took a seat. “Well then, come sit. We have a lot to discuss.”

Jongin furrowed his brows, evidently confused. But he was her boyfriend and knew she liked to play games and liked to be entertained. So he entertained her by putting his camera bag down and taking a seat on the opposite chair.

Good boy.

She took a sip of her water, taking care not to ruin her lipstick, and he did the same. She could feel the suspicious glare he shot at her from over his glass.

“So, today, we are going to have a photoshoot.”

Jongin lounged back in his seat and raised a brow. “We are?”

She nodded fervently. “Of course. I have a special project.”

“So you do,” he muttered, looking around at the lavish hotel room.

Lea nodded again, clasping her hands in her lap. “I want to surprise my boyfriend for his birthday with a special photobook.” That got his attention back on her. “Work has been stressing him out so I want him to have something to look at to...de-stress, you know?”

“De-stress,” he emphasized.

“Yes, so you do understand. People shouldn’t be working day in and day out. They need time to relax and have fun.”

Jongin chuckled and bit his lips, looking out the window. He was contemplating playing her game, she knew it. She held back from biting her own lips; she didn’t want him to see how nervous she was.

In a flash, he was up on his feet and grabbing his camera bag. “So what’s the concept of this photobook?”

Lea clapped her hands and beamed at him, knowing they were going to have a great three hours.

-

“Like this?” Lea used her thumb and index finger to awkwardly lift up the velvet hem of her slinky silver dress.

Jongin lowered his camera and gave her a disapproving look. “Look a bit more...natural.”

She hid her impish smile, knowing he was exasperated with her purposefully awkward poses. “I think I need some direction.”

He gave an exaggerated sigh. “Pull your elbow back. Tousle your hair a bit more and throw it behind your shoulder. Tilt your chin up.”

Lea pretended like she had no idea what he was saying.

A glint flashed in his eyes. “Do I need to come over and help you?”

She nodded, and her breath quickened as he walked closer.

“Hold your dress like this.” He grazed her bare thigh as he gathered her hem for her. “Your elbow has to stay back like this and make sure your chin is up.” He lifted her chin, exposing her throat to him. He brushed her hair behind her shoulders, his fingers lingering on her neck.

She gulped as she stared up at him, waiting for the next instructions.

His breath mingled with hers as he continued to watch her, not breaking his gaze. “Now look at the camera like it’s your boyfriend,” he whispered, his eyes traveling down to her lips. “Like you want to fuck it.”

Her lips parted on a gasp.

Jongin smirked. “Perfect.”

He broke away and picked up his camera, taking quick shots of her leaning against the curtains with her dress riding up, looking like she was desperate for sex.

It was exactly what she had asked for.

In the next shot, Lea was up on all fours on a table, her butt up in the air and her face down against her arms.

Jongin stood behind her, his hand on the small of her back. “Arch your back more. Your boyfriend will want to see your ass.”

She pushed her butt out, hoping he liked what he saw.

“Good,” he growled. “Now close your legs together.”

“Close them? But I thought—” She felt a light scolding tap on her ass and it made her words catch in her throat.

“You’ll get a chance to spread your legs later,” he reassured her before backing away. “Now look at me.”

She turned her head to the side, knowing how turned on she looked as she stared into the camera.

“That’s it,” he murmured, taking shots here and there. “That’s a good girl. You made a very good decision to have the big window behind you. It really outlines your great ass.”

She stopped her butt from squirming with pleasure from the compliment.

By the end of the hour, Lea was only in her bra and panties, straddling a pillow.

“Grind the pillow like it’s your boyfriend’s face.”

She angled her hips, imagining it was Jongin’s face under her.

With every click that the camera made, it was getting harder to keep a straight face.

“Faster,” he beckoned. “He’s eating you out and you’re about to come all over his face.”

A whimper escaped Lea’s throat as she actually felt like she wanted to come.

She rocked her hips faster and faster, watching Jongin behind the camera take photos, pretending like he was both underneath and watching you at the same time.

It was definitely a whole new kind of turn on.

“All right, that’s enough. We got the shot.”

Lea stopped, her face flushed and her pussy frustrated.

“What’s next?”

-

Jongin watched as his girlfriend walked out in a red and pink lingerie set full of lace and ribbon.

“How’s this for a Valentine’s Day theme?” she asked, twirling around to show him her ass.

God, she had a great ass.

“Now, this part is going to be the super raunchy part,” she explained. “The last shots were more like a tease. These ones are the ones that will actually help him de-stress, got it?”

He hid his smile because any man could de-stress over any photos of her. “Got it,” he assured her like the professional photographer he was playing.

“Good.” She looked around the hotel room. “I think we should just start on the bed for this section. It’s nice to start vanilla, right?”

He stood and followed her to the bed. “Whatever you say.”

She took a seat on the edge. “How should I look like I’m asking him to join me in bed?”

You don’t have to do anything. He stood back and put a hand on his hip, looking around as she watched him with big curious eyes. What he wanted to do was throw his camera to the side and get on his knees to eat her out before shoving his aching dick into her.

But a man had a job to do.

“Pull your knees up to your chest.”

She did so. “Like this?”

“Now open your feet.”

“Open my feet?”

He grabbed her by the ankles and spread her feet apart. “Like that. But keep your knees closed.”

She leaned back on her hands for balance and looked at him warily with a blush high on her cheeks.

Perfect.

“Stay like that,” he ordered as he knelt beneath her and propped up his camera.

He could see the pink of her panties peeking out from between her legs. He clicked his camera a few times and he could’ve sworn she was squirming.

Jongin lowered his camera. “Your underwear is getting a little...wet. You sure you want to continue like that?”

Lea bit her lip. “It’s fine. Keep going.”

She looked like the textbook image of someone who was sexually frustrated, and Jongin proudly lifted his camera to take more shots.

At least he knew he wasn’t the only one in this room who wanted a nice hard fuck.

He crept closer, taking photos in the process. “Put your feet on my shoulders.”

She hesitated, her feet hanging in the air.

He took a shot of that before saying, “do it.”

She opened her legs and placed them on his shoulders, giving him a full vantage of her wet panties.

His camera clicked and he hoped he brought enough memory cards to take down every millisecond of this day.

“Now touch yourself.”

“What?” she gasped.

“Pretend to touch yourself.” He gently brought her wrist down to her thighs. “Trust me, your boyfriend will love this.”

And boy, he did. He almost came in his own pants as she shuddered with only a light stroke down her slit. The wetness outlined her pussy lips, highlighting the little nub at the top.

He heard the moan in her voice as she pressed that little nub.

When she was close to reaching a silent orgasm, Jongin put his camera down and stood, toppling Lea over on the bed.

She glared up at him for ruining her climax.

“I have an idea,” he said, hiding his grin. He pulled down the fly of his pants and brought out his dick.

His poor dick had been hard for over an hour and it was such a relief to touch it.

Lea’s eyes widened. “What’s your...idea?”

He flashed her a grin. “How close in resemblance is my dick to your boyfriend’s?”

She licked her lips. “P-pretty similar, I guess.”

“Good. Then this should work perfectly.” He picked up his camera again. “I want you to open your legs.”

She looked from the camera to him. “This is for the photobook, correct?”

“Of course. I think you have rekindled my creative side and I would like to share my ideas with you.”

Lea snorted, obviously humoured by his joke. She visibly relaxed and opened her legs for him.

Without warning, he pushed her panties to the side and slid a a finger down her wet heat.

“Jongin!” she squeaked, clasping a hand to her mouth.

He shrugged. “Just doing my job, making sure all parts of my idea are ready before I execute it.”

She moaned as he pushed a finger in.

Oh, she was more than ready.

He heard a seam rip as he pulled her panties even more to the side.

Jongin positioned his hips in place and then his camera. Through the lens, he could see his girlfriend’s aroused yet confused expression.

Slowly, he slid into her, snapping pictures along the way and capturing Lea’s face change as he entered her, inch by slow inch.

“Your boyfriend will love to have this,” he gritted out. “It will be a section of the photobook detailing every second of you getting fucked by his dick.”

He groaned as his entire length seated inside her.

Her legs wrapped around him and he had to put his camera down because suddenly she was coming.

He leaned down and scooped her into his arms. She cried out as she ground against his hips, her walls clenching around him. “That’s it,” he whispered. “Show your boyfriend how much you love his cock.”

She gasped for air as she leaned back. “Keep fucking me,” she begged.

He didn’t know if they were still playing her game, but he still had some shots he wanted to take. “Stay still,” he growled as he pressed his thumb to her clit.

Of course, she couldn’t. He snapped photos with one hand as he toyed her with the other, getting shots of her panting and squirming and gasping.

He rolled his hips, wanting to capture the moment he had been waiting for.

“Oh fuck, Jongin!” she screamed and grabbed the headboard, giving her leverage to raise her hips.

“Good girl,” he growled. “Look at me when you come. I want to see it.”

She stared right into the camera, shouting his name as he pumped in and out of her. He braced himself, clutching his camera tightly as he captured her coming apart underneath him.

When he knew he couldn’t hold himself back anymore, he pulled back, gripping his cock in his hand before spilling on her stomach.

His chest heaved in time with hers as he dropped the camera onto the bed and pulled her into a kiss.

“Your boyfriend...” he panted. “Your boyfriend is one lucky man.”

She stroked the back of his head and wrapped her legs around him. “And he deserves everything for his birthday.”

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I started this scenario a full year ago in an attempt to publish this in time for Kai’s birthday, but I never got around to finishing it until now! I’ve been sick in bed all day and needed to write something so here it is. Hope you guys liked it :) AND HAPPY 2019!