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sex on the beach - kwn
(this is a short fluff fic). word count: 430. cw (content warning): none 🤭. synopsis: you and k go on vacation.
enjoy. 💋
suga mama - kwn
word count: 1052. cw (content warning): pussy eating, choking, strap-on sex, foreplay, face-sitting/riding, praise kink, blkfem!reader, switch!reader, switch!kwn, curlyhair!kwn. synopsis: k’s first time with an older woman. you’re a rich businesswoman who now works from home. (for the sake of this story, let’s act like k kept her curls).
songs that inspired this: suga mama - beyoncé (hence the name) & f.u.c.k - victoria monét (plus her genius interview)
enjoy. 💋
jealousy - kwn
word count: 1751. cw (content warning): body worship, praise kink. fingering, light bondage, strapon sex, blkfem!reader, bottom!reader, brattysub!reader, jealous!reader, top!kwn. synopsis: you get jealous when you see a video of k performing with a fan (this took me WAY to long to finish)
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'til you cry/midnight snack - kwn
word count: 868. cw (content warning): pussy eating, overstimulation, foreplay, choking, strapon sex, praise kink, bottom!reader, blkfem!reader, bottom!reader, top!kwn. synopsis: k’s commited to make your waters burst (this was inspired by k's song that she need to release immediately).
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overtime - kwn
word count: 936. cw (content warning): pussy eating, foreplay, praise kink, blkfem!reader, older!reader, switch!reader, switch!kwn. synopsis: you're a ceo for a fashion magazine company & k is your assistant. (y'all be fuckin on the low)
songs that inspired this: overtime - bryson tiller & jam - kevin gates
enjoy. 💋
KWN too many women
*⁀➷ ❏ BTS of ‘touch myself’ 😮💨
I ♡ Lesbians
kwn for Notion Magazine, December 2024.
“What you see is what you get with me,” KWN
HERE FOR MY CLOTHES
K
-I'm coming over to get my stuff
you looked over to your phone seeing the message come through. you heart dropped and you hated that feeling but you had to deal with you rolled your eyes muttering a cusses under your breath.
you don't even know why she's not blocked because she honestly pisses you off. way to ruin your saturday.
it was a saturday, one of those lazy afternoons where you couldn’t find the energy to do anything productive. you were at home, dressed in the most basic, random outfit you could find in the back of your closet a loose shirt, some shorts, and a day to just... be. the kind of day that doesn’t require any big plans or energy.
well expect now you do not physically but no you had to mentally prepare yourself for her arrival. she'll be lucky if you don't kill her. the reason behind your bitter mood was because of how recent the break-up was and most importantly how it went down.
it had been exactly two weeks since the breakup with kwn.
the night of your birthday dinner, was supposed to be special. it was supposed to be about you. but instead, it turned into this humiliating, awful and emotional mess that left you questioning everything.
the dinner started out perfectly that it was sickening she had the goal of breaking up with you the enter time, while you smile and felt loved she was probably thinking about how happy she is she'll be getting rid of you.
the dinner, the special desert order and most importantly the gifts were just things to but her time to finally muster the words to get me out of her life.
because immediately when you stepped out the doors she told you right next to the cold streets of london.
''you deserve someone better than me,” she had said, voice barely audible, heavy with the smell of cigarettes. you looked at her in disbelief. the bouquet of flowers nearly slipping away from your hands.
the words didn’t even make sense.
“I’m not doing this with you tonight,” you shot back, pushing her away from you as she stood there, her head hung low. “you can’t drop a bomb like that on me now.”
It was her birthday gift to you, apparently. telling you that she wasn’t good enough for you. on your night. her head hung lower, her eyes avoiding yours.
''because what the fuck does that even mean mmh?” you asked, frustration bubbling.
'' if you wanna break up with me atleast tell me the exact reason not this made up shit, matter fact keep the fucking flowers'' you said throwing them over to her.
can you write kwn smut, i just know she talks you through it !!!!!

TALK YOU TRHOUGH IT
you barely made it pass the people on the dance floor with kwn's grip on your hand pulling you towards the nearest door, the restrooom, before she shoves you into the first empty stall locking it behind her.
you stumbled in your heels clicking on the floor but before you could even question her she was already pouncing on you. her mouth was quick to attack you like you owed her something and your legs had already gone shaky.
you barely had time to register the cool material of the stall before she pressed you on it her hand slipping under your shirt like it belonged there, like it always had.
“can’t even look at me, huh?” she murmured, voice low, rough, teasing. her breath was hot against your cheek as her fingers brushed your waistband.
“so sensitive already. poor baby.” you whimpered, hips jolting forward like your body was acting on its own. then you moaned, sharp and unexpected when she dragged her tongue on your neck before sucking.
she grinned like your noises made her proud and you saw it and god, that grin and you hated how it made you throb so easily. her fingers dipped lower, slow, torturous, like she had all the time in the world and all she wanted was to watch you squirm.
your hands shot to her jacket trying to anchor yourself. you could feel it all to well her fingers teasing you and her cold rings pressing against you.
your eyes shut while you released a deep breath trying to compose yourself.
''you gonna cry already?'' she whispered, lips ghosting over your jaw teasing wanting a reaction. you shake your head sucking in your bottom lip in restraint.
''I haven’t even touched you properly'' that's what she says but her fingers swimming in you say something else as she pushes one in.
''oh my god, please'' you gasp, breathy, desperate and she only just started. it was pathetic, how your body betrayed you like this every nerve lit up, every thought drowned there was only her.
''look at me '' her voice sharpened, commanding. your eyes fluttered open glassy, dazed and met hers.
''there you are'' kwn smiled slow and sinful. then she slipped another finger into you and your whole so needy so wet swallowed her in making her breathless.
your knees buckled but she caught you easily, crowding in until your spine arched and your head tipped back. you were breathing like you’d run miles.
''baby please '' your voice is soft pleading with her a tear slipping down your face. you're so easy for her and she loves it every single time.
“shhh, I got you princess I'm not going to torture just wanna make you feel good yeah” she crooned, like you were breakable, like she was the only one who knew how to handle you. and then her fingers were there moving into you slow at first , her thumb rubbing slow circles on your sensitive clit making your thighs quake.
she knew exactly what she was doing. she was watching you, watching every twitch, every helpless moan coming out your glossy lips.her other hand came up to hold your chin, forcing you to look at her directly.
''so pretty baby. you're driving me crazy'' her tone soft just for you her baby that she could please however she wanted.
you whined pulling her in closer by her jacket and somehow that turned her on even more she increased her pace just to draw another moan out of you.
''that’s it'' she breathed, lips at your ear. ''such a good girl, taking it so well. look how pretty you are like this, fuck''
your whole body jolted as her fingers slid in deep and unrelenting, curling just right. your back arched off the wall. you couldn’t think, couldn’t breathe
''k-'' your voice broke around her name. you were already close and she wasn't even giving it her all it was embarrassing, at least to you because kwn was loving every second of this.
''you gonna come already? just from my fingers?'' she laughed softly, fingers picking up the pace making unforgivable, pornographic squelching sounds.
''god, you were made for this, weren’t you? just a pretty little thing, soaking for me you're so lucky I can't give you children'' you moaned, shaking, your thighs clenching around her wrist.
she was relentless. talking you through it, whispering filthy warnings of what she'll do when you get back home in your ear while you sobbed and trembled. when it hit, it hit like lightning white-hot and shattering.
you came with a cry, eyes rolling back, legs giving out entirely. you felt like you were floating, untethered, the world hazy and far away. kwn held you the whole time.
''you're all mine'' she murmured against your temple, guiding you gently down onto her lap as you shook through the aftershocks.
''that’s what you are. sweet, fucked-out mess'' you let your head fall onto her shoulder, still gasping, still dazed.
she kissed your cheek, your ear, the side of your neck
''still with me?'' you nodded weakly
''good'' she said, voice low and smug. ''because I’m not nearly done with you yet''
wow well I'm soaked!
By Anja Müller, published in Mein lesbisches Auge 03 in 2002
back of the club ❥ kwn
PAIRING: kwn x black!fem!reader
SUMMARY: inspired by the MV for “back of the club” + this post + this edit. 🩷
fxckin ❥ kwn
PAIRING: kwn x black!fem!reader
SUMMARY: inspired by her song “fxckin (interlude)” + in which you and Kay haven’t done anything but fxck since she came back from being on tour. 🩷
fresh cut ‹𝟹 kwn
PAIRING: kwn x black!fem!reader
SUMMARY: inspired by this TikTok + in which Kay comes back from getting her hair cut and it awakens something feral within you. 🤍
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hey will you post more about kwn???
a/n: OFCOURSE THAT'S MY BABYYY FOR REAL and sidenote she's sooooooo fucking hot in this picture I'm gonna actually burst and also sorry to kehlani fans I MEAN NO HARM AT ALL
SHOULD'VE TRUSTED YOU
''you’re serious right now?''
kwn’s voice was sharp, almost disbelieving, posture sat up contrast to her relaxed manner from a second ago. you hated how good she looked even when she was irritated with you like your own frustration wasn’t enough already.
''yeah, I’m serious'' you shot back still layed back on the sofa like what you just asked her wasn't a big deal.
you huff out dropping your phone in your lap looking at. ''I want you to unfollow kehlani''
kwn blinked, then laughed the dry, hollow kind, ''you can’t be serious''
''I am'' you confirm through your tone and the way your face remained unreadable like you were hiding your hurt already.
''I know it sounds stupid, okay? I know it’s not rational or chill or whatever but I’m jealous.'' your voice broke to something softer by the end because you were being open even if you didn't wanna be that kind of girlfriend you just needed to say.
kwn stared at you, expression unreadable.
''and I don’t care if you think that makes me insecure'' you added, voice hoarse and unstable. ''because I am. she’s flirty, she’s your type, and she knows it and you liking every other post like clockwork doesn’t help either''
she exhaled hard, hand dragging over her face. ''it’s social media, babe. I don’t talk to her. I barely know her''
''she follows you back. she comments. you reply.''
''so what?'' kwn’s voice spiked now like you were being ridiculous. ''I’m not cheating on you. I’ve never given you a reason not to trust me''
''I do trust you,'' you said nearly shouting now because you felt stupid. ''It’s her I don’t trust. snd the way she talks to you… it’s not innocent, k''
''so you want me to block people now because they have a crush?''
your brows scrunch at her answer '' are you joking ? I’m asking you to set a boundary since you know it's crush right''
''feels more like a leash.'' she scoffs her eyes rolling.
you flinched like she slapped you. her eyes widened a second too late, regret already flickering, but you were past it.
''okay,'' you said voice flat, biting the inside of your cheek before standing up from the coach ''go hang out with people who don’t make you feel leashed, then.'' you gestured towards the door.
kwn didn’t say anything for a long moment. just stared at you.
then she grabbed her keys.
''guess I will''
the door slammed behind her.
the club was loud, bass deep enough to feel in your ribs, lights low and warping everyone’s edges. kwn leaned against the bar, drink sweating in her hand, barely sipping it.
she wasn’t even in the mood. but the argument had burned too hot to stay home.
''rough night?'' a voice too familiar asked
kehlani
''something like that'' kwn muttered, not turning.
kehlani didn’t find offense instead she sidled up next to her like they were close friends who knew each other well enough to touch.
''what is she mad about tonight'' she teased, sipping her drink, tongue peeking out after like she knew exactly what she was doing.
kwn finally looked at her slightly offended because she clocked that blow thrown towards her girl. ''she’s not mad just concerned''
kehlani smiled, slow and easy '' mmh you do look good tonight''
kwn’s jaw clenched. ''don’t''
''come on,'' kehlani said, brushing her fingers along kwn’s forearm. ''she’s not here, let me remind you how fun single life could be''
''I’m not single'' kwn replied her tone dismissive as she backed away
''that’s not what it sounded like earlier'' kehlani shares a small smile persisting.
kwn stepped back once more ''you need to stop''
''why?'' kehlani leaned in closer. ''what if I don’t?''
kwn blinked and all she could see in her mind was you sitting in that sofa trying not to cry and attempting to be honest with her. you, saying I’m jealous like it was a confession you didn't want to make but needed too. you practically begging her to see what you saw.
then suddenly her stomach turned because you were right.
kehlani smiled like she’d already won, like she always did but kwn didn’t feel flattered anymore. she felt really stupid .
''I'm going back home my girl's waiting on me'' kwn said, backing up another step. and without another word, kwn turned and walked out pushing past bodies and bass and neon light, heart hammering in her chest.
it was past midnight when your phone buzzed.
you picked it up not expecting much. but it was a message.
k ❤ I’m sorry you were right I left the club I’m coming home please don’t shut me out
you stared at the screen your eyes puffy , chest aching with hands trembling.
door’s unlocked. just come in I'm already in bed