ᛪ༙gist: ohyul has a breeding kink. not something he's necessarily proud to share as 'fun fact about himself'. or even one that he even knew he had until he met you.
꩜ breedingkink is abbreviated as bk! for simplicity.
bk! ohyul: what started as an accidentally forgetting to pull out on time became a habit he's become obsessed with repeating. maybe it’s his poorly veiled possessiveness that shows up in these moments. the idea that it’s his come filling you up and no one else’s.
bk! ohyul: who would lazily use the tip of his dick to spread it inside you. an oddly fascinating view. there’s the thrill of pushing back the excess cum straight into you. letting it coat your walls. letting it drip down your thighs. he'd use his fingers sometimes too. and watch the way you'd squirm at the stink sensation. sensitive from the overuse.
bk! ohyul: who won’t even completely remove your panties but rather prefers you have them on. just pushed to your side so his releases lands on them and he can store it to future memory. sort of like a token. he'd buy you extra pairs just to get another chance to ruin them
bk! ohyul: who switches position just to see his cum run down your thighs. like when you're laying on your back, your hips hoisted against his thigh and he's using his strength to lock your waist in place. he drills into you in precise points and your body reacts equally.
when you'd get shy as youd sometimes do. his stare too intense. a pillow thrown over your face so you can hide just for a moment. but ohyul hates that more than anything. he wants to see you. wants to watch both sets of your lips .
bk! ohyul: who makes it his mission to not come before you do. he's done it once before and hated it. of course he'd always make sure you get your own release if it happens.
he knows how to pull it out of you easier. knows that you get a thrill from having him biting the soft skin below your jaw, just above your collarbone. how you clench automatically when his teeth indents on your skin. the way you'd whine out the longest moan and he'd smile in between the bites.
bk! ohyul: who doesn't really like the idea of being a parent right now. when you're both so young and have goals for your careers. really it's the intimacy of it all. how he'll sneak in a quickly at events and him knowing that you're sitting with his loads between your thighs as you greet his friends politely.
that sort of feeling rather than the physical act of conceiving a baby.
bk! ohyul: who after a slight argument wants to convince himself and you that you still belong to him. that no one else gets this side of you. no one else can you make a mess out of you this way.
I think about sohee fingering you way too much. The way he would finger you deep and hard, laying down next to you with his mouth all over your tits. He would have you already undressed from head to toe while he barely took his shirt down. Your breast would be covered in spit and marks from his messy work. His busy hand would be working you out, opening you up and reaching for your g-spot, with his thumb playing with your swollen clit, while his other hand is gripping into your hip,hard. Occasionally his mouth would travel up to your neck, peppering wet kisses. He would also praise you, his good girl, his baby, for being so docile, responsive and wet to his touch. When you finally come, it would be his turn to take his pants off, and to start rubbing his throbbing cock against your abused clit. The overstimulating sensation would leave you whining and crying. When he finally come all over your swollen pussy he would push his cum deep into you and spank you when you would moan too loudly. After this he would put your clothes back on and lay down hugging you and dozing off to sleep.
contains : mutual pining, friends-to-lovers, camgirl reader, soft dom anton, praise, light possessiveness, lots of tension, consensual and very sweet
word count : 2,089
notes : requested :3
tonight you were setting up for a special stream. you had been nervous all day, biting your lip and fidgeting while anton helped adjust the ring lights.
“are you sure you want to do this with me on camera?” you asked softly, cheeks already pink. “we do not have to… it might make things weird.”
anton swallowed hard. his cock had been half-hard for the past hour just from watching you get ready in your pretty baby pink lingerie set.
“i want to,” he said, voice a little rough. “if you are comfortable with it.”
you nodded shyly and started the stream.
at first it was just you teasing the viewers, doing cute little poses while anton stayed off-camera. but the chat kept asking for the “mystery guy” you had mentioned before. you looked at him with big nervous eyes. he gave you a small nod.
he stepped into frame.
the chat exploded.
anton sat behind you on the bed, tall frame making you look tiny as he wrapped his arms around your waist. he rested his chin on your shoulder and waved shyly at the camera, cheeks flushed.
“hi everyone,” he said softly, voice deep. “i am… helping my friend tonight.”
you giggled nervously and leaned back against his chest. anton’s hand slowly slid up your stomach, fingers brushing the underside of your bra. the chat went wild.
“you are so pretty,” he whispered in your ear, loud enough for the mic to catch. “my pretty girl.”
he kissed your neck while his hands roamed, squeezing your tits through the lingerie. you whimpered softly and the sound made him groan. he turned your face gently and kissed you on camera — slow and deep, tongue sliding against yours while his hands tugged the bra down.
the viewers were going crazy with tips.
anton pulled back, lips shiny, and looked straight into the camera with dark eyes. “she is mine tonight,” he said possessively, then turned back to you. “can i take this off, baby?”
you nodded, breathing fast. he unclipped your bra and tossed it aside, hands immediately cupping your bare tits. he pinched your nipples gently, rolling them between his fingers while you moaned and squirmed in his lap.
“so sensitive,” he murmured, kissing your shoulder. “look how pretty you are when you moan for me.”
he slid one hand down and pushed your panties aside, rubbing slow circles on your clit. you were soaked. anton groaned at how wet you were and slipped two long fingers inside you, curling them perfectly.
the wet sounds filled the room. you cried out, head falling back against his chest as he fingered you on camera, slow and deep.
“that is it, baby. let them hear how good you sound,” he whispered, voice husky. “my pretty camgirl. so wet just from my fingers.”
you came hard with a shy, broken moan, thighs shaking. anton kept fingering you through it, kissing your neck the whole time.
“good girl,” he praised, then pulled his fingers out and brought them to your mouth. you sucked them clean obediently while he watched with dark eyes.
the chat was spamming.
anton could not wait anymore. he pulled his sweatpants down, freed his hard cock, and rubbed the tip against your soaked entrance.
“want me inside you, baby?” he asked, loud enough for everyone to hear.
“yes— please anton—”
he pushed in slowly, groaning as your tight heat surrounded him. once he bottomed out he stayed there for a second, letting the viewers see how deep he was.
then he started fucking you.
deep, steady thrusts that made your tits bounce and your moans fill the room. he held your hips with big hands, guiding you on his cock while whispering filthy sweet things in your ear.
“you feel so good… my perfect girl… taking my cock so well on camera…”
you came again with a loud cry, clenching around him. anton fucked you through it, then pulled out and flipped you onto your back. he pushed your legs wide open and slid back inside, pounding harder while looking straight at the camera.
“she is mine,” he growled possessively. “this pretty pussy belongs to me.”
he rubbed your clit fast and you came one last time, sobbing his name. anton followed right after, burying himself deep and filling you up with thick hot cum while moaning softly.
he stayed inside you for the ending, kissing you gently on camera while cum leaked out around his cock.
the stream ended and anton immediately closed the laptop.
the room was quiet except for both of you breathing hard. he pulled you into his arms, suddenly shy again, cheeks bright red.
“was that okay?” he whispered, hiding his face in your neck. “i got a little… carried away.”
you giggled softly and hugged him tighter. “it was perfect. i loved it.”
he smiled against your skin but you could feel how nervous he was.
the morning after
you woke up tangled in anton’s arms, sunlight streaming through the curtains. his long body was wrapped around yours like he was scared you would disappear. the second you stirred he woke up too, blinking sleepily.
the memories of last night hit both of you at the same time.
anton’s face turned bright red. he pulled the blanket over his head with a shy groan.
“oh my god… we did that on camera,” he mumbled, voice muffled. “i said all those things… in front of hundreds of people…”
you giggled and tugged the blanket down, revealing his flushed face and messy hair. “you were really hot though.”
he peeked at you with one eye, still blushing like crazy. “you think so? i was so nervous the whole time… but i could not stop touching you. you looked too cute.”
you buried your face in his chest, equally shy. “i was so embarrassed when you said i was yours in front of everyone… but i liked it. a lot.”
anton let out a relieved laugh and pulled you closer, legs tangling with yours. “i meant it. i do not want to go back to just friends. i want you. for real.”
you looked up at him with big shy eyes. “me too… i have liked you for so long.”
he smiled that soft dimpled smile and kissed you gently, morning breath and all. when he pulled back his cheeks were still pink.
“so… are we boyfriend and girlfriend now?” he asked, voice small and hopeful.
you nodded, giggling. “yes please.”
anton made a happy little sound and rolled on top of you, kissing you all over your face while you laughed and squirmed.
“good,” he whispered between kisses. “because i am never deleting that stream. i am going to watch it when i miss you.”
you gasped and slapped his chest lightly. “anton!”
he laughed and hid his face in your neck again, ears bright red. “sorry… i am still a little perverted when it comes to you.”
you hugged him tighter, heart full. “good. i like my perverted boyfriend.”
anton groaned happily and held you close, already thinking about what kind of content you could make together next.
