can u pls make a pt2 of the yeonjun camboy fic hehe??
honestly i tried, but idk how it'll flow at all, i want to keep it like 10 % realistic somehow but everything sounds rushed considering the personality I gave the FMC in it. if we fully want smut in all chapters it'll either be weird (i mean I already write fast flowing stories so it may be stupid coming from me) or end up at 15k wc. if you think you have any ideas that you think will make sense to me you can always lmk <3
does anyone want this. having not shared anything in this community in over almost a year until a day ago which got the grave of 68 notes kind of demotivated me a little 😇
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Voting ended onJul 13, 2025
I also have a fmf fic (taehyun) in the lab if u want
is my fancy towards hairy-ness taboo cuz I love seeing men w hair EVERYWHERE like mmmmhmhmhmhmhmhm. u can't hide frjm. Me I will find u and ur whoremonal ass
i think I'm rotating the same songs currently 🥲 normal girl by sza, love me not by ravyn, champagne poetry, n real woman by pnd. need suggestions would love
I lowkey would love just a chill little movie night snuggling with Kai
so real 😞 need our legs tangled up knuckles getting kissed hair getting subconsciously played with ugh
omg also i have always thought about what movies all of them enjoy & i think he's one of my people who pause a movie they've watched before when you don't understand a callback or a horror scene and go "DID YOU GET IT¿" and then explain it with such enthusiasm 😭 id watch palm springs, crazy rich asians, crimson peak, midsommar, the Florida project type of stuff with him and then force him to sing along to high school musical 2 😋 it's either scaring my ass off or traumatising his
content : kai x afab. bj, tying up (nothing extreme) & edge. reader wears glasses n other such details<3
( ¿? ) i just woke up this is bad hehe 💌
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he didn't’t know what he did to deserve this.
but whatever it was, he’d do it again, probably. ten times. a fucking hundred.
because you're in his jacket.
just his jacket. unzipped.
nothing underneath. your tits barely covered. got your glasses on, your hair in two braids, thighs fully out when you knelt — lips glossy, parted, sweet.
you pushed kai down into the chair with one hand, managed to do so because his thought processing skills went out at the sight. you straddled one thigh for a second too long just to make him moan, and flashed him your other hand - holding a hot pink, silk scarf.
“what?”
“just wait.” you whispered or almost just mouthed to him, ruffled his hair and went behind him “hands behind your back, please.”
“w-wait- what-” hueningkai mumbled but his hands swung to the back of the chair anyway.
“you'll see.” put the scarf in your mouth to pin his wrists together and wrap it around his wrists.
“baby- oh fuck-”
“i just thought I should return some favours, that's pretty much it.” you smiled as you came back into his view. then sank to your knees.
smiled up at him, holding full eye contact with him as his breathing became the slightest bit shuddered - and nuzzled his clothed crotch.
he's already hard. absolutely, painfully hard.
you giggled, dabbing a lick to it through the fabric. “mm.”
his wrists were tied behind the chair with one of your silk scarves. he was shaking his thighs. his chest heaved.
perfect situation to finally take his joggers off.
and then your mouth is there.
right at the tip.
but there's no real, actual satisfaction. no.
there's just licks.
soft. gentle. kitten licks. barely any pressure. just the wet heat of your tongue, teasing up the underside, then back down. again. again, then again. he tightened his eyes shut, trying not to moan, not give you any leverage. “aww, look at you. so red. so messy. just from a little licking?”
he saw fucking god.
“please,” he whispers. “please, baby- just put it in— just-”
you shushed him. smiling. “not yet.” pressed one soft kiss to the head, deliberately not opening your mouth. “poor thing… your cock is literally dripping. you really need it, huh?”
another slow, slow lick.
you kissed the tip. pressed your lips on it and hums sweetly while rubbing them up against kai like he's your favorite dessert.
but still didn’t take him deeper.
his hips jerked. he can’t control it. he’s sweating. his chest rises and falls in shallow gasps.
his head rolled side to side.
“you're evil. you're so fucking evil—”
giggled softly, licked a stripe from base to tip, breathed warm against it.
“just- just fucking suck me? please? baby! ohmygod-”
you put your hand on his thigh. firm. “no moving. don’t buck your hips, sweetheart. good boys don’t move. and no sucking yet!” your saliva leaked from your mouth onto him. “you haven’t earned it.”
he bit his lip so hard he tasted blood. his cock is leaking, twitching, veins thick and almost raging against the skin.
he might have almost exploded.
“I could do this all night… just little licks… just watching you squirm and cry for me.”
you just looked up at him with those big eyes, glasses slipped down your nose, braid swinging behind you while you dragged your tongue around the head like it’s foreplay to something crueler you had planned ahead of time.
“–fuck,” he groaned, voice low and wrecked, “your mouth’s so warm- just—just a little more- please-”
“oh my god, kai” you gasped dramatically like he was being ridiculous for asking for relief.
“be still. be good. be patient. I’ll make you feel so good- eventually.” you rolled your eyes at the thought, then dragged your lips down his cock like it's a melting popsicle you can't let a drop of go to waste — and kissed the base. his balls. then back up. slow.
obliviously cruel.
“you taste so good when you're desperate,” you whispered, licking the tip again. “I could do this all day. just edge you until you cry.”
your tongue swirled around just the head, barely any pressure. “so sweet bubba. why the rush?”
as you pulled away.
he sobbed and he moaned. long, guttural. body just tense enough his stomach is sucked in.
“nnghh- baby, I can’t, I c-can’t fucking take this-”
fingers flexed behind him in frustration and the thought clicked that the object absolutely bonding him out of control is not rough or pressurising. it's fucking silk.
“let me cum, please, I’ll do anything, I’ll f—uck, I’ll worship you—”
he shifted in the chair to a side. rolled his wrist once. gritted his teeth. all while staring at her mouth.
“good boys wait to cum.”
you kitten-licked his cock and kept whispered filth, and he’s just nodding, letting you believe he’s broken into still.
“p-please- how long will you keep doing this to me?”
but behind the chair?
he tested pressure points.
pulled one hand against the other until the silk started to give. just a little.
just enough.
“everyday..” your warm mouth brushed his cock like it was a game. “every fucking day.”
one hand slips free.
and he kept still.
let you think you're still in charge.
licked again. kissed the tip. teased him.
“you taste so sweet, daddy… why would I rush?”
and that’s when he moved.
while your tongue was flicking soft and slow over the tip of his cock like you were teasing a lollipop to brawl, all with your eyes shut.
“huh.. hh-ahh- shit, that’s not fair, baby, please- please-”
kai let you believe you were still in charge.
believe that he was still begging.
because the second your lips brushed the head again, he grabbed your braid.
you gasped. eyes flew open — wide — just as he pushed your mouth down, deep.
all the way.
his cock slid into your throat in one wet, perfect thrust.
your lips stretched. eyes rolled back. and choked on it. he held you there. just a second.
just long enough to feel your throat flutter.
then he pulled you up, just an inch – and slammed back down.
“fuck, baby—your mouth—so tight—shit—” he bent over your head. “thought you could edge me and get away with it?” he fucking growled, voice wrecked. “nah, baby. not tonight.”
you moaned around him. loud.
spit dripped from the mouth. thighs clenched together where you knelt. hand gripped his thighs like you didn’t know whether to push or pull.
kai didn’t give you a choice. he grabbed the other braid, used both hands now – held like handlebars. and started thrusting.
“sloppy little mouth- fuck- so deep - baby, take it, take it..”
your cheeks bulged with every push. his cock hit the back of your throat with every roll of his hips.
he fucked up into your mouth. slow at first. then faster. each thrust wet, deep, messy. your mascara smeared. your glasses fogged. your braids wrapped around hueningkai’s fist as he used your mouth like it belonged to him.
“messy, messy fucking girl,” he grunted, rutting into her. “look at you. all those soft little licks- and now you’re gagging on it.”
your spit ran down his shaft. drooled onto your own chest, too. fingers dug into his thighs.
“you like teasing me, huh?”
thrust.
“you like giving me those soft little licks, making me beg?”
thrust.
“look at you now. on your knees, fuckin’ drooling, fuckin’ full of cock.”
you whimpered. your hands gripped tighter. you gagged a little – but didn’t pull away.
you were soaked. kai could feel the heat radiating off you. probably leaking onto the floor and grinding those thighs together for friction.
he pulled your mouth off with a pop. watched the string of spit-precum mixture glisten from lips to his pink tip.
“you gonna come like this?” he cooed, stroked your cheek, thumb wiped the tear under her eye. “just from choking on it?”
you nodded. eyes glassy. voice ruined. “y-yes, daddy.”
“get back on.” and you obeyed like a good girl. took it deeper. sloppier. like you missed it when he dragged your lips away from it seconds ago. and this time —
he came in your throat. hard. shaking. “hold it.” he said when you gagged a little more, held her head down while he pulsed against your tongue, groaned as you swallowed every drop. “ng- shit, take it- take it- so good-”
when you finally pulled off, you were ruined, spit and cum dripping down your chin. eyes red. cheeks flushed. glasses crooked. he leaned forward and kissed you - deep and slow - and whispered as he stared into your fluttering eyes:
“next time you want to play games, baby… make sure I stay tied up.”
I DID. DONT. i absolutely might have shrieked really loud when I saw it. I can smell the zestiness from across borders. Also who's matching gifs with that
