1k followers celebration event — ⌞⌗ p1h drabble⌝
𓂃⠀𓈒 dom!keeho x fem!reader x sub!jiung
genre: smut ( 18+ ) ── 1k words
request: “i want to watch” + spit kink
✎… streamer!keeho, sub!reader, established relationship between reader & keeho, cam sex, voyeurism kink, spit kink, solo male masturbation, pet names, fingering, hint of humiliation (m!rec)
a.note ! you can view this as a baby all mine spin-off if you’d like… it’s up to you <3
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Many of Keeho’s friends know about the occasional special streams that you do together - those streams where he’s not playing his usual games, but playing with your pussy instead.
What began as a jealousy-fueled stunt for your boyfriend’s viewers, brought on by the constant comments about your body, has now become a monthly event, boosting his channel in ways neither of you expected.
Keeho made one thing clear: he does not want to know which of his friends tune in. The mere thought of any of them getting off to you drives him insane. And as for you... you don’t dwell on it much, because you’re almost certain they all do.
With one exception and that’s Jiung.
He’s different; too well mannered, too loyal and considerate. You can’t picture him doing something like that, not when he and Keeho are such close friends.
“I want to ask you something,” you lower your voice and lean closer to the camera; as if whispering a secret in a busy café. “Promise you’ll tell me the truth?”
On the computer screen, Jiung stills in his seat. His expression turns more concentrated; anticipating.
“Yeah, sure.”
You quickly glance behind your shoulder. Keeho still hasn’t returned from the kitchen.
“Have you ever watched any of our streams?”
For a moment, the boy’s features freeze in sheer panic.
In contrast to your sly smile and sparkling eyes, he looks like he’s just seen a ghost entering your room.
“Uhm…” His lips part, releasing a disjointed sound of awkwardness as his gaze drops to his desk. “No, I haven’t.”
Your eyebrows go up, though you kind of expected it from him.
“Seriously, I’m not lying.” He hurries to say, eyes widening as he now stares at you with evident concern.
“I believe you,” you assure him, chuckling softly. “Just so you know… I wouldn’t mind it if you do. I like you.”
It’s true - Jiung is the only friend of Keeho’s you don’t have anything bad to say about.
He doesn’t get the chance to respond though, because your boyfriend comes back with refreshing drinks in hand.
“Were you two talking behind my back?” He teases, setting the drinks down on the desk.
Still perched in his gaming chair, you glance up at him with a smirk. “The world doesn’t revolve around you.”
“I know,” he rests one hand on top of your head, fingers briefly threading through your hair. “That’d be impossible when it’s been revolving around you since the day you were born.”
The cheesy line has you rolling your eyes, but the soft kiss he presses on your forehead makes you instantly fold.
“We were just talking about our streams,” you say casually as though you’re discussing the weather.
Keeho’s attention immediately shifts over to his screen - his friend’s eyes jump from him to you, then back at him again, unable to maintain direct contact.
“I… I was just telling her that actually I’ve never seen any of them.” Jiung wets his lips, looking away again.
He grabs a little piece of wrapping paper and starts folding it into smaller and smaller pieces.
“But?” You playfully raise a brow again, placing a finger between your teeth.
The two of you exchange a long questionable look before his silence has you tilting your head - knowingly.
Flirtatiously.
To Jiung, for a moment it feels like you’re inside his head, trying to expose his dirty thoughts and fantasies which should remain hidden. Your challenging gaze flusteres him, but at the same time, something unknown tells him that if he can share those things with someone - out of all people, it would be you.
“Sometimes... I feel like I want to.”
“Want to what?” Keeho rests one arm over the back of the chair, already aware of the answer, but to his own surprise - looking forward to hearing it.
Jiung sighs. A sound of defeat almost, like he gives up.
“I want to watch.”
When he looks down at you, Keeho sees pure satisfaction on your face.
His other hand shifts down lazily from your shoulder, palming one of your boobs through your graphic t-shirt.
“I shouldn’t have said that,” Jiung’s voice slips from the speaker, laced with guilt.
But then, a sense of relief flows through him when Keeho says it’s okay, and soon that feeling gets mixed with sweet surprise as he helps you take off your shirt.
Because you’re wearing no underwear, you’re now completely naked in front of the camera.
A pulse of heat speads beneath Jiung's skin as he watches you in all your beauty; it's selfish and wrong, but for a very short moment, he can imagine himself there, holding you...
Instead, he observes Keeho tilting your head up with effortless ease. A single command slips from his lips - one quiet open. Such display of control Jiung longs to possess.
After spitting in your mouth, Keeho gathers some of the moisture from your tongue and smears it all over your bare pussy.
The scene makes Jiung’s breath catch up, but he refuses to look away.
“So pretty,” he murmus softly, captivated by the way your body begins to twitch under your boyfriend’s confident touch.
“You can start jerking off,” Keeho mutters at his friend as his fingertips press circles on your clit. He catches you nodding at his words. “You have my permission.”
“This show is just for you.” Your lips part some more, emitting a blissful sigh at Keeho’s hand sliding up your figure.
The two of you follow Jiung's actions together - how he frees his erection and makes the first strokes. As a sign of encouragement, you bend your knees even higher while keeping them wide open - he moans, focusing his gaze upon your clenching motions.
“It feels good, doesn’t it?” Keeho’s lips curl slightly with a hint of pride before he spits in his palm and smacks you softly. “Having such a good view to get off to? Unlike everyone else, you get to see her gorgeous face too.”
“Thank you,” Jiung murmurs in between heavy breaths; his sounds slowly transform into whimpers. “Fuck— thank you… for this…”
His eyes try to remain calm and concentrated… they can’t close shut, not when you’re tugging at your nipples and gazing at him in a way you would if you were bouncing on top of him.
“Her mouth is just as pretty as her cunt.” Smirking, Keeho breaks the eye contact by tilting your chin up.
Excitedly, you welcome more of his thick saliva; his hand shifts around your throat, gently, but enough to arouse you even more.
“Go show him, baby.”
Not swallowing just yet, you get close to the camera - pink tongue sticking out and Keeho's spit, poised to fall.
For a moment, Jiung's gaze, desperate and eager, alternates between the up close view of your boobs and your open mouth that Keeho directs his hand at.
“Fuckin’ perfect for sucking cock, right?” He pushes two fingers towards your throat, pressing down on your tongue while doing so; however, his attention is fixated on the effects that has on his friend. “It’s small, but I trained it well.”
“She’s amazing,” Jiung breathes out shakily, biting on his lip to suppress all he wants to say, “Shit, I’d love to have her around me just once... fuck—”
“Look at him,” your boyfriend titters as his free hand remains on the back of your head to keep you steady and focused; as if you’d try to look away from a scene like that. “This is what they all do when they’re watching you… whining, ready to do anything to get just five minutes with you.”
Anything, Jiung repeats in his mind, sticky hand, gaining more strength. Anything.
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