USER POMBEOM COMEBACKKKKK WE LOVE U genuinely cannot say how many times i read ur camgirl!reader x taesan smut oops lmao.... that said.... since u said ur open to receiving inspo... hear me out.... camboy!leehan x camgirl!reader x camboy!taesan 😓😓😓 this came to me in a dream bc of how much i read ur posts i shit u not /lh
camming collaboration pt. 3 | taesan and leehan fic (suggestive)
part 1 | part 2 | part 4
pairings: camgirl!reader x camboy!taesan x camboy!leehan
warnings: lots of plot, no explicit smut, dry humping?
a/n: firstly thank you so much for enjoying camming collaboration this much! you have no idea how happy that makes me. and secondly thank you for the request! i wasn’t intending on doing more parts but when writing this part i came up with an idea which would make this series much longer. this part is also more plot than i think you were hoping for but the smut is coming in the next part i promise!
nsfw! mdni!
“Thank you for the gift, daddy. I’ll use it well,” you say trying to show your gratitude through your mask.
You’re welcome my Blueberry. Anything for a princess like you.
“You flatter me. What would I do without you? But thank you all for tuning in today. I’ll be back tomorrow same time. Don’t touch yourself without me.”
See you tomorrow Blueberry.
How can I go another 24 hours without seeing my favourite slut.
You wave at the screen, your other hand sliding down your body seductively, ensuring to slow down at the curve of your breasts. With that you end the stream, immediately dropping flat on your bed, staring blankly at the large number left on the screen. 280 viewers.
You’d know when you first started that the business you were entering was competitive. But how your whole world had turned upside down was beyond you. Over a year ago, you were the number one camgirl on the site, raking in views like no other. There was something about the way you engaged with your viewers that drew people in. But with how quickly people move on to the next new hit, it was no wonder that your popularity began to decline, slowly at first, losing a couple thousand every week until eventually you were lucky to even get a thousand viewers. Your lack of popularity didn’t affect you much, but the reason you started this side hustle was purely monetary and without the numbers, your income was also in the decline and you still had a year left till you graduated.
You’d tried a variety of different things along the way to somehow boost your views. You’d gone above and beyond, even breaking your own personal boundaries in some cases to gratify the needs of your viewers, whether it be taking on sponsorships from the most absurd companies or selling your underwear from your streams to random men. You wish you didn’t have to go so far but this was the only way you knew how.
You pick up the toy you received from one of your viewers and moved towards your large collection opening up the neatly organised draw. You had intended to just find the metal dildo a spot in the draw but you catch a glimpse of a purple vibrating dildo. It was buried at the bottom of the draw for a reason. You hadn’t expected to feel so strongly but you slammed the draw shut, your face turning red from the remaining frustration. That toy bought back too many feelings. Feelings you wish you’d never felt.
The collaboration with Taesan you’d done over a year ago was the last one you ever did. The collaboration that sent your brain spiralling for months after it had happened. R en though that stream was your most viewed, it was the one you regretted most.
Fuck Taesan! And not literally. You’d felt something for him the day he entered your apartment for the first time. That day you saw a different side of him and you knew then you were falling for him, though you didn’t admit it then. And then again, the day of the chemistry read and once again the day of the collaboration stream, you were feeling things you didn’t want to. You could feel yourself craving his presence, the more you saw him. And when he asked you out to dinner after the stream, you thought that maybe your feelings were reciprocated and that maybe you weren’t deluding yourself. But you couldn’t have been further from the truth. Hit intentions were with you were just like his personality: hot and cold. One day he wanted you, making sure to pleasure every surface of your body. The next, you were left to rattle questions of uncertainty as he would ghost you for weeks. You let this go on for months. You let him use you as he pleased leaving you scarred emotionally, until one day you burst, unleashing the explosion of anger you had been holding inside yourself. And from then you never saw him again. The last thing you knew about him was that he stopped camming soon after you both stopped talking and you were glad. This way you weren’t still intertwined through your job.
You take an extra long shower, trying to let the water wash away the picture of him in your mind. When you finally get out you wrap yourself up in your towel making your way to your bedroom to get yourself changed into some comfy clothes before you get into bed. Your mind is less plagued with the thought of Taesan now.
Just as you were done changing, your phone pings.
Director: Hi, Y/n. We’re doing a rebrand for the website, so we wanted to do a photoshoot with several top streamers across the years. I know you said you were no longer interested in collabs, but this would be a really good opportunity for you to build those numbers up again. Please take time considering it and I hope to hear back from you.
Great. This is just what you needed right before bed. You immediately wanted to refuse. But he wasn’t wrong about this being a good opportunity to pick up viewers again. You were becoming forgotten so you just need to get people to remember you again.
Y/n: I’ll do it. As long as Taesan isn’t there.
Director: That’s no problem Y/n. He quit being a camboy. He’s not associated with our website anymore. I promise he won’t be there. The photoshoot is next Wednesday. It is short notice but we wanted to get it up and running asap.
Y/n: Thank you. I’ll be there.
A sense of relief washes over you. You didn’t have to face him again. You weren’t sure what you would do if you were to ever see him. You thought this through countless times, especially as you lie in bed waiting to fall asleep. But it was something you wouldn’t know until it happened and for his sake you hoped it never it.
The day of the photoshoot rolls around and whilst you feel the nerves in the pit of your stomach, you hold you head up high, feigning confidence as you walk into the studio. You’re greeted with a chaos of staff members bustling around the somewhat cramped space all rushing to finish setting up.
“Ah! Y/n you’re here!” the director exclaims from across the room.
You send him a measly wave as you walk towards him, dodging the many people in your way.
“The rest of the streamers are here. They’re in the meeting room for the briefing in 5 minutes. Why don’t you go get to know them and I’ll be over.”
“Alright. See you in a bit.”
You maybe your way to the meeting room, your pulse racing with anticipation at who you’re going to see behind the door. You were promised Taesan wouldn’t be there and you were pleased but a small part of you hoped to see him again. But to your disappointment, only 5 people were behind that door and none of them there the man you were hoping to see. You did however notice a set of eyes perk up as you stepped into the room. His eyes followed you as you made your way and sat next to him in the only remaining empty seat. Even as you sat down, his gaze was intently staring. You could feel the awkwardness it was creating in the room and so to break the stiffening silence in the air, you decided to speak up.
“Hi everyone, I’m Y/n. It’s nice to meet you all.” Your smile was pleasant and they all returned the same expression.
You finally turned to the curious blonde boy sitting next you.
“Why do you keep looking at me?” Your tone was direct but not harsh, attempting to maintain a friendly atmosphere.
“I know you. That’s why.”
“What do you mean? Have you seen my streams before?”
“Yeah you could say that,” he muttered almost as if he were hiding something.
“What’s your name?”
“Leehan. My camboy username is-“
“I know who you are. LeehanAfterDark. You’re number 1 in rankings now right?
“Yeah. Doesn’t quite feel real sometimes.”
“I felt the same when I was ranked at the top. But I guess times change,” you sigh, your words becoming quieter at the end as you hoped no one would hear.
But before you could continue the conversation with Leehan, the director had come in taking a seat in his usual chair at the top end of the table.
“Thank you all for coming today. I’m just gonna give you all a quick briefing of this photoshoot and what the expectations are. So, to begin, we’re going to do a group shot of all 6 of you before going on to do individual photos. And then we’re going to pair you up. I’ve got a list here so please take a look at it before you get ready and familiarise yourself with your partner. We want some chemistry to show on camera. If no one has any questions, please head over to get changed and a hair and makeup artist will do some quick touch ups.”
With that, you all slowly make your way over the list that was now pinned up on the wall and quickly find your partner to begin chatting.
Y/n and Leehan
“Looks like we’re paired together,” you look over your shoulder to tell Leehan behind you.
You find your outfit on a rack by the changing rooms, slipping into the dark blue thong and matching bra you had been assigned. The colour was quite fitting for your channel. You step out of the changing rooms, and one by one the rest of the streamers come out in their equally as provocative attire. One was in black and the other in white, whilst the three men were in boxers, matching their partners. All of you were also provided with a set of custom masks promoting the website.
The director and photographer position you and the others in front of the camera, giving each of you a pose to make with you all scattered across in your own space.
You find yourself on the floor, knees spread as of you were straddling the floor, cupping your tits.
“Y/n tilt your head and lower it slightly but keep your eyes up at the camera. I want all of you to be making direct eye contact with the lens.”
It felt as though hours went by as the group and individual shots were being taken. In your breaks you locked yourself away in your changing room either catching up with a tv show or listening to music, whilst the others were paired up and getting to know each other as the director had instructed. But you couldn’t find it in you to socialise and mingle, especially with Leehan. You didn’t have anything against him but you could tell he was intrigued by you and frankly, you weren’t in the headspace to interact and potentially lead him on. He was also bringing back too many memories of Taesan. You couldn’t wait for the day to be over so you could just go home.
“Y/n and Leehan up next please.”
The directors call beckoned you to studio. Props had been set up to recreate a bedroom, a room different from the other pairs. As you make your way towards the set, Leehan comes following behind you like a little puppy yet little wasn’t a word you could use for his height compared to yours.
The directors gives you both your first pose and you immediately find yourself shifting onto the bed climbing onto Leehan’s lap. Your legs straddled his waist as your hands were pressed against his bare chest. His hand comes upto your face tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear before returning to your waist. You felt very present in the moment. You could feel every inch of his touch on you and you stiffened. You hadn’t been held like this since Taesan.
It was as if Leehan could sense it too as he whispered in your ear, “Calm down Y/n. I won’t hurt you. I promise.”
His touch was tender, quite the opposite to the way Taesan held you. But his voice gave you the ease you needed and you began to relax. Your hips lowered onto his body, sinking in more than before and your arms made their way around his neck, shrinking the gap between you. His doe eyes looked up at you and even through his mask you could tell he was smiling softly. With that you began to let your guard down, your eyes also softening to meet his gaze.
“Perfect! That’s exactly the look I wanted! Ok Leehan now lie down fully and Y/n start caressing his chest.”
You followed his directions exactly and your finger tips began grazing body moving over his neck down to his chest. You looked down further seeing his perfectly toned abs, lowering your hand down further. Through the thin fabrics of both your underwear, you could feel his groin growing with each touch, pressing against your almost bare heat. You knew he could feel it too because he lifts his hips up slightly pressing even harder, your pussy at this point pooling with your slick. You didn’t want to be but you were turned on.
Fuck. This is so unprofessional. You think to yourself. But you couldn’t help it.
You’re soon directed into another position with this time you lying down and Leehan one top in missionary. Once again, you could feel his hard-on pressed against your growing wetness and his subtle rocking didn’t go unnoticed as you bit your lip trying to hold in a whimper.
“This is perfect guys. The chemistry between you both feels so real. I think we’ve got enough for today. You can both go get changed and head off after you’re done. That’s a wrap!”
Leehan’s soft gaze falls onto you once again, still on top of you. The both of you don’t move for another few seconds not wanting to lose that sensation of each other. But he gets off you and climbs out of the bed and you follow. Not a word is spoken until after you exit your changing room, both of you ready to leave with your bags.
“It was nice meeting you today,” Leehan begins.
“Yeah…it was,” you sounded hesitant but in fact you really were just nervous after that small moment during the shoot.
“I guess I’ll see you around then?” He lifts his hands to wave, his body turning ready to head off.
“Wait!” You call out behind him. “I just wanted to ask if you want to collab with me at some point. No obligation to say yes but it was just a thought.”
You needed the views he would bring but also you were growing to like him.
“Of course! I’d be honoured to. I’ll text you about my availability and we can work something out,” he exclaimed. His voice was passionate and he was clearly excited. You couldn’t tell why especially since this collab would be more beneficial to you than it is for him, but you put it off as the small crush you knew he had on you. You couldn’t say you weren’t excited too. Although it came with its set of nerves as well. Because the last time you collaborated with someone you let yourself get attached only to lose out in the end.
“Sounds great. I’ll see you soon then.”
You both beaded off in the opposite direction and later that day your phone pings with a message.
Leehan: I’m free on Saturday if you are. I’ll post a promo for the stream later today.
He was eager. But you liked it. It was endearing.
Y/n: Saturday sounds good. You can come to my place. I’ll send you the address. Also tag me in the post so I can repost it.
And as promised later that day, a post goes up on his page for the stream. This was really happening. You read through the post once more before hitting send, posting it on your own channel. You were really going to do this…