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firstkanaphans · 1 year ago
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Idk if you watched the latest Dangerous Romance ep but Kanghan's praise kink is sooo fucking obvious!! Do you think you'll ever write something spicy for them? I'd totally roll around on the floor if you did! :face_with_peeking_eye:
I did watch it and you are absolutely right! Kang has one of the worst cases of a praise kink I have ever seen. God bless him. To be quite honest, I didn’t have any plans to write for them, but after you sent this ask, it was like the floodgates opened in my head and my brain suddenly revealed to me a whole ass fic it had apparently written in its entirety because I knocked this out in like an hour. It’s barely spicy and it doesn’t address the praise kink at all, but I’m obsessed with that scene from the trailer where Kang offers to buy Sailom, so this is my take on that. If y’all like it, I'll definitely consider writing more in the future!
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Kang wasn’t sure why, but he followed him. Maybe it was because he had never seen Sailom wearing such nice clothes before or maybe something just felt off, but the next thing he knew, he was lurking in the shadows of a bar in some ritzy hotel watching a man older than his father ply Sailom with drinks.
Sailom wasn’t drinking them, but the man was, and the drunker he got, the more his hands started to roam. Sailom was putting in a good effort to resist him, wriggling out of his grip whenever he thought he could get away with it, but even from across the room, Kang could tell that his muscles were tense. That the touches were unwanted. So when the man’s hand began to drift up from Sailom’s knee to his thigh, Kang’s composure finally snapped.
He marched over to the couch where they were sitting, grabbed Sailom by the hand, and forcibly pulled him from the bar, ignoring the protests of the old man they had left behind. Kang didn’t care. Let him be angry. Sailom wasn’t his to own.
“Kang?” Sailon hissed. “What’re you doing here?”
Kang ignored him as he worked to come up with a plan. He could take Sailom outside to his bike, but he doubted he would get on it willingly. He was stubborn like that. So instead he headed towards the front desk of the hotel where he offered a credit card in exchange for a room key.
“Are you out of your mind?” Sailom cursed, attempting to yank his arm out of Kang’s grasp unsuccessfully. Kang was holding onto him too tight. He wasn’t going to let Sailon run away. He wasn’t going to let him win. Not this time. It was for his own good.
“Elevator’s this way,” Kang said, key card in hand, and then he began dragging Sailom in that direction—literally dragging because Sailom had dug his heels into the ground and refused to move. Only once they were inside the elevator with the door shut did Sailom stop resisting. But even then, he didn’t look happy about it.
“What is wrong with you?” Sailom snapped and this time when he tried to pull his arm out of Kang’s grasp, Kang let him.
“What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with you?! Why are you hanging out with a bunch of old men at a bar? Why are you letting them touch you?”
“It’s a job, Kang,” Sailom said with a sigh and although his facial expression didn’t change, the words felt heavy. Weighted. As if they were suffocating him. “One I’ll be lucky to keep after the show you just put on.”
Kang opened his mouth to argue—what job could possibly be worth that?—but before he could get the words out, the elevator door opened onto their floor. He grabbed Sailom again, albeit gentler this time, and dragged him towards the room he had booked. Once they were inside, he pushed Sailom down onto the bed and locked the door behind them.
“What was he paying you for?” Kang asked, although he already had a pretty good idea.
“My company,” Sailom answered lazily. “That’s all. I sit there and laugh at his stupid jokes and he pays me enough to not have to worry about someone breaking into my house and murdering me in the middle of the night. Or at least that was the plan.”
Kang could tell that Sailom was mad, but that was fine. Kang was mad, too.
“He was touching you,” he snapped.
Sailom rolled his eyes. “It was harmless.”
“It was not!” Kang pulled his own wallet out of his back pocket. “What was he paying you? I’ll double it.”
“Kang.”
“If he can pay for your company, then so can I,” Kang said, leafing through his cash. “How much?”
Sailom yanked the wallet from his hand and tossed it to the floor. “I’m not letting you pay for something you can have for free.”
Kang froze, surprised by the words. It wasn’t so long ago that the two of them couldn’t even be in the same room without committing unspeakable crimes against each other, and yet now, Kang craved Sailom’s company the way he craved air. Sailom kept him alive.
But company wasn’t the only thing people paid for.
Kang thought back to the tourist who had offered Sailom cash for sex and before he could think better of it, he had pushed Sailom down on the bed and crawled on top of him, their faces so close that their lips almost touched. To his surprise, Sailom didn’t push him away.
“Would you let me pay for this?” Kang asked, his heart racing. He felt dirty even offering, but there was a hint of something else there, too. Excitement. Desire. A truth he never would have been able to acknowledge without the promise of payment between them: that he wanted this. That he wanted him.
Sailom’s eyes were wide and Kang felt sure that he would say no, but instead, he said nothing as his gaze slipped from Kang’s eyes to his lips. And he didn’t look uninterested. “No,” he said, shaking his head. “I know you don’t actually want—”
Kang kissed him. Immediately, he regretted it, but when he tried to pull away and apologize, he found that he couldn’t. Sailom had tangled his fingers in Kang’s hair, holding him in place. And then he kissed him back.
The kiss burned like whiskey—just as fiery, just as intoxicating. It was fierce and it was hungry and Kang did all he could to stoke the flames because he knew he might only get this one chance.
He snaked his arm underneath Sailom and moved them both higher up onto the bed so that they were no longer hanging half-off of it. So that he could get some leverage. So that he could kiss Sailom the way he deserved. The problem was that Kang didn’t have much practice kissing—in fact, he had only kissed one person in his whole life and he was on this bed with him—but instinct carried him farther than he thought it would. He kissed Sailom’s lips, he stroked his face, he unbuttoned his shirt. That’s when Sailom stopped him.
“Wait,” he said, pushing Kang away. He didn’t make him move, though. He didn’t ask for space. They stayed right where they were, only a breath apart, and Kang could tell that he wasn’t the only one affected by what had just happened. Sailom’s cheeks were red, he was breathing as if he’d just run a marathon, and his eyes—god, his eyes. They were so dark. Twin pools of desire. “You know I’m not going to let you pay me for this either, right?”
Kang’s stomach dropped. “Sailom, please. Don’t go back to them. I can—”
“But I still want to do it,” Sailom interrupted. “If you do.”
Kang wasn’t sure what he had expected Sailom to say, but that wasn’t it. Why would Sailom want anything to do with him if he wasn’t getting paid for it? Why would Sailom want this? And yet, there he was, staring up at Kang with eyes that brokered no argument. All Kang would have to do was lean forward the half inch that separated them and Sailom would be his. But closing that distance became a lot harder without the excuse of payment lingering in the air. If he kissed Sailom now, they would both know that it was only because he wanted to.
In the end, there was only one choice Kang could make because the thought of not kissing him haunted him far worse than the fear of being known. So he leaned forward and pressed their lips together.
Sailom didn’t hesitate. He kissed him back.
Sailom’s kisses were more purposeful this time—there was a depth to them that hadn’t been there before—and Kang tried his best to give back just as good as he was getting. Everything he was feeling was new. The press of another body beneath him, the gentle exploration of another person’s hands. He had never felt like someone else had control of him. But Sailom did.
Soon, Sailom was reaching for Kang’s clothes and Kang was reaching for his and both of them were breathing fast as if they had been arguing instead of kissing. And there, on silk sheets, they lay themselves bare, channeling all of the anger and the annoyance that had been building between them for years into something more productive. Something that might change them forever.
Kang waited until there was nothing left between them—no shame, no secrets, no clothes—before stopping Sailom. “Are you sure?” he asked even though he didn’t know the answer himself.
Sailom nodded. “I’ve been sure. You’re the one who hates my guts.”
“I don’t,” Kang admitted, his voice soft. “I never did.”
And then he kissed him. And he didn’t stop.
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After, as they lay next to each other in bed, trying to figure out what it all meant, Kang caught sight of his wallet on the floor.
“Let me pay you,” he said. It was the first words either of them had spoken since the room had been filled with their moans, and his own voice startled him. “Not for that. Just…Sailom, please. I don’t need the money. You do. It’s my fault I didn’t pass the midterms and my grandmother stopped paying you. It’s my fault you lost all of your other students. If something were to happen to you, I would blame myself.”
Sailom was quiet for a very long time. “This is working,” he said. “And it’s only temporary.”
“It might be working now, but what happens when one of those rich, old white men paying for you doesn't take no for an answer? They’re predators. It’s dangerous.”
Sailom turned to him, the fire in his eyes burning just as bright as it had when Kang was inside of him. It was enough to shut him up. “What the fuck else am I supposed to do?” he asked. And for the first time, Kang heard real fear in his voice. As if, finally, Sailom was letting him in.
Kang didn’t have an answer for him, but what he did know was that they had crossed a line tonight—they had done something they couldn’t take back—and now, for better or worse, he would protect Sailom with his life. Because he was priceless.
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basketobread · 1 year ago
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sometimes when the enemy is at like 1 hp, i like to hit them with some good ol vicious mockery because nothing is funnier to me than actually obliterating someone into the next life with a yo mama joke
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godmerlin · 2 months ago
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Merlin 2x03 The Nightmare Begins
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dyke-in-crisis · 9 months ago
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drop your most self indulgent magnus protocol prophecy. mine is that gwen will be mentioned to have a wife and then in one ep casually drop that said wifes surname was Lukas before they got married. this will have no plot relevancy at all, just a little treat for the lesbian lonelyeyes ogs
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kimtaegis · 5 months ago
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JIN HUGS JIN HUGS! for @jinstronaut ♡
cr. namuspromised, dwellingsouls, 0613data
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artpepkin · 6 months ago
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Random monkey jumpscare
Boo random different fandom mention hahaha 👻 for my bestie @/byrdybyrd02 🧡🧡
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mito-itokondrria · 2 years ago
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Who's the nerd thinking about comic scenes now?
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meru90 · 2 years ago
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let's end the year with a meme redraw :,^)
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russell-crowe · 5 months ago
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S06E03: epic fail
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arthursfuckinghat · 5 months ago
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I love you rdr2 artists I love you rdr2 photographers I love you rdr2 cosplayers I love you rdr2 meme makers I love you rdr2 analysis writers I love you rdr2 fanfiction authors I love you rdr2 players I love you rdr2 bloggers I love you rdr2 tumblr community mwah <3
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it’s suguru and his love for sleepy drunks against the whole entire world
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nebuladreamz · 5 months ago
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A little different than last year's, but here we are again. To say that this past year hasn't been absolutely wild would be a lie, cause HOLY SHIT MAN
This year's birthday is. A little different for me, but you already have the silly comic to show that so I won't make like a broken record oops
But, despite the changes and hills that life's decided I should climb or throw at, it hasn't changed the fact that I'm so genuinely fucking thankful to the people that I've known since joining this fandom. I'm not even kidding when I say that being here has actually changed my life for the better. I know I said something similar last year, but this time, hoo boy it sure turned up the AMP and test how far I could go.
So, to everyone, both new and old; thank you for being here :D
@garbagechocolate @darkxsoulzyx @smoljeanius @bunmuffin @skizabaa
@tuzesdays @sleepykas @fernzwing @kandidandi @starsketchez
@just-a-drawing-bean @notdysfunk @ilsole @amberluvsbugs @cloudyvoid
@nomsthecat @alfinefalf @nosleepygay @theblog-with-thestuff
@cacaocheri
(Edit: ty kibbits for informing me of the. Fuck ass tagging system)
AND TAGGING OTHERS BECAUSE. POINTS. BONKS WITH HEAD. GETTING TO EITHER INTERACT OR TALK OR WHATEVER IS ALWAYS A DELIGHT
@ohno-the-sun @kibbits @ink-yy @saltyfryz @kaprisvn
@hierba-picante @sunny-sophies-garden @cookiiemancer @sneeblbop @justaduckarts
@pepethehumanz @crystalmagpie447 @woolysstuff @mocha-illustrates @duhsty1
@sanchensky @pillowspace @victarin @witherfide
[I DEFINITELY GOT SONAS WRONG AND THESE AREN'T ALL THE SILLY PEOPLE I KNOW BUT IM SITTING HERE AT 2:30 IN THE MORNING JUST KNOW YOU'RE THERE IN SPIRIT HANDING YOU ALL POPTARTS WAUGH]
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todaysbird · 7 days ago
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Today’s Bird is: this pair of Eurasian Griffon Vultures (Gyps fulvus)!
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joshuamj · 7 months ago
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Many siffrins!! Wanted to practice expressions and i love how expressive he is ( minus their hat sometimes cuz it takes up lotsa space, and plus some various states of Hair Dye)
Plus the sprites used:
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rjshope · 5 months ago
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the brightest star
for @cosmicdreamgrl✨
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acuar-io · 12 days ago
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and they were roommates
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