(this is a short fluff fic).
word count: 430.
cw (content warning): none 🤭.
synopsis: you and k go on vacation.
enjoy. 💋
k just got off her second round of tour so you two decided to go on vacation to jamaica. you found a lovely beach house and rented it out for the week and a half you'd be staying there.
"baby, put some sunscreen on." you told k as you fixed your bikini top in the full-body mirror.
"i don't need sunscreen."
"you sayin' that now but when you get burnt up, you gon' wish you put this sunscreen on." k held out her hand for you and you put your hand in hers. k slid the patio door open & you both went down to the beach and laid in the chaise lounge chairs.
"this is nice."
"yeah."
"how was tour?" you asked. "it was fun, i'm glad to have this time off, though. it's been a while since i really relaxed. i missed my favorite girl."
"i went with you for two weeks!"
"that's not long enough, you know that's not long enough." k kissed your neck, making you smile and bite your lip "baby." but you had no real intent to stop her, tilting your head. then she licked your neck, which made you push her gently, the smile still plastered on your face "behave yourself." she licked her lips before collapsing back against the chair.
"wow, we been out here for two minutes and i'm already ready to go back inside" you said, making both of you laugh.
you laid there for a while in comfortable silence, just soaking up the peace and quiet.
you broke the silence "i'm gonna go out to the water, you coming?" you asked. "yeah."
you got up from the chair and started walking towards the tide. "damn." k said, making you look back at her with a smirk.
you walked far enough into the water and sat down, putting your knees to your chest. k joined you shortly after, propping herself up on her palms.
"i think i got sunburned." her words make you suck your teeth. "i told you to put on some sunscreen. you still half irish, girl."
k threw her head back and sighed "tomorrow is gonna be so uncomfortable."
"yeah, well maybe you'll think about that feeling the next time you'n wanna put on sunscreen."
you watched the sun set, the sound and feel of the waves crashing creating a calm atmosphere.
once the sunset was over, k spoke, "ready to go in?" she asked "yeah, let's go." k got up and then pulled you up and you both started walking towards the beach house, hand in hand.
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)
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you were walking down the street in north london in a trench coat and leather boots, the cold air whipping past your face. you make it to a park, finding a bench between two trees to sit on. you pull out your laptop and begin working, answering emails and messaging your secretary. out of your peripheral, you see someone sit on the opposite end of the bench, but you don’t pay them any mind.
“hey.” the mystery person said, prompting you to look over from your laptop. you looked over to see a masculine-presenting woman with a lot of tattoos and curly hair, probably in her early 20s.
“hi.” you said. she introduced herself, “my name’s k” and extended her hand to you. “y/n” you said as you shook her hand. “you live around here?” you asked “yeah, you?” k asked.
“well, i’m from the states but i do have a house here. i’m on vacation” you said. “i come out here sometimes when i need to write” k said. “so you’re a music artist?” you asked. “yeah, i actually just got off my first tour.” k said. “really? that’s great. congratulations.” you said, smiling. “thank you. what do you do?” k asked. “i’m a businesswoman, or i guess i used to be. i work from home now.”
you & k talked for what felt like hours, then you looked at the time. “oh shit, i needa get home.” you said, packing your laptop into your bag. “well, can i get your number so we can continue our conversation?” k said as the both of you stood up. k’s words made you chuckle a bit “baby, i’m grown.” you said.
“so am i.”
“how old are you?”
“26. how old are you?”
“38.” you said, pulling out a pen and sticky note to jot down your number. “i normally don’t date or talk to anyone this younger than me, but i like you.” you handed the note to k and she took it happily. you both said your goodbyes and went home.
over the course of a few months, you and k got to know each other and went on a few dates before making it official. k’s coming to see you in the u.s. the day she's supposed to get there, you make sure your house is clean floor to ceiling before getting in the shower. you decide to wear some lingerie under a silk robe. just then, you get a text from k.
"i'm almost there"
i felt like hours waiting for her to get there. then it finally happened, the ring of your doorbell. you got up to look through the peephole before opening the door, "hi!" you said, hugging her. "hey!" k responded. she hugged you like she wanted your body to remember what her touch felt like.
you locked the door behind her then leaned against the staircase railing, arms folded. "you been actin' real cocky in them text messages."
"have i?" k asked.
"talkin' 'bout you gon' "put me through the mattress, you not gon' put nobody through the mattress."
"i'm not?" k asked, making you tilt your head and squint your eyes slightly "go upstairs and take your clothes off" you said, making k chuckle a bit "that's not how this works."
you looked at her like she was crazy. "i'm wondering why you’re still standing here. did i stutter? do what i say, go upstairs."
"yes ma’am." and with that, k was walking up the stairs.
you gave her about 30 seconds before heading upstairs. when you got to the bedroom, she was standing in front of the bed, still in her underwear. you leaned against the casing of the door, fidgeting with the tie of your robe. "it was implied when i told you to take your clothes off that i meant all of them."
like clockwork, she stripped off her underwear. "see? better already" you said as you took your robe off. you walked toward k, kissing her and pushing her down onto the bed. you climbed on top of her and kissed her again, k's hands all over your body.
you made out for a while until you broke the kiss, sliding up until your pussy was right above k's mouth. you finally sat, and it was like heaven for both of you. "oh fuck." she wrapped her arms around your thighs, hungry.
k had you gripping the headboard for stability as you moaned. "shit, k.. just like that." you said, your head thrown back.
you started rocking your hips back and forth against her mouth, letting out guttural moans. "good girl, fuck.." you said. you were getting close. and the praise was only egging k on.
you got closer and closer to cumming before somehow finding the strength to pull yourself up & off k. "did you bring the strap?" you asked, breathing heavy. k responded, "yeah."
"good, put it on" you instructed, making k get up with a quickness to get it out of her bag.
once the harness was on and secure, k turned around to you. "come're" you told her. she got on top of you, settling between your legs. she aligned the strap with your glistening pussy before slowly pushing inside, then starting to stroke at a steady pace. you let out breathy moans with each thrust.
"fuck, yes.."
"it feel good, don’t it?" she whispered right into your ear. when you didn't respond, k took upon herself to start stroking a little faster, making you moan.
"that's what i thought."
"oh shit.." you let out. "stop being quiet, it’s just us" k said, reaching down to rub your clit.
out of all the people you'd been with, none had made you feel like this. fuck, it feels so good. euphoric, even. "oh my—fuck!" you moaned. k bent down to plant kisses & hickies on your neck. your hand was cupping the side of her face, holding her in place while one of her hands snaked around your neck. you could feel your orgasm building before you finally came, moaning loudly.
k plopped down next to you on the bed, so now you were both laying there, breathing heavy. you turned to her, "were gonna have a lot of fun together' you said, making her smirk.
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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a few days ago, while you’re in bed & scrolling on tiktok, you stumble across a video of your girlfriend, k. she's on stage with a fan and the fan is touching all up on her and grinding on her. "the fuck is she on?" you thought, starting to feel jealous. you decide to text a group of friends and ask them if they're up for going out to the club and they say yes.
one friend texts, "she only wanna go out cuz she seen that video."
while you were at the club, you met a girl there and you were dancing on each other. you knew that people would see you and record, but that was the whole point.
with 4 days of not talking, plus the video of you and that girl, k was fed all the way up. she texts you, "why are you being jealous?"
you responded, "how tf can you ask me why i'm 'being jealous' when you just had some girl touchin and grindin up on you at your show?"
k replied, "that's different. that was for the show, it's not real. i didn’t mean anything by it and i wasn't touching her back. plus, i saw those videos of you bein real friendly with that girl at the club."
you messaged, "nothing happened between me and her. all we did was have a few drinks and dance."
your message makes k let out a sigh of annoyance & her jaw tighten as she types back. "so what if i let a fan grind on me? it was a moment, i didn't even touch her. but you were looking very comfortable in those videos."
the second message comes just as fast as the first, "you wanna play jealous? fine. don't make me pull up on you." you were in atlanta at the moment and k was there for her tour, but you didn’t know that. "who you gon pull up on cuz you not gon pull up on me" you retorted.
about 10 minutes later, k got out of the car at your house and sent you a picture of the outside with a message that said, "who won’t pull up?"
your heart started to beat a little faster at the text, then faster when you heard the sound of keys jingling at the front door. you were in a kaftan drinking wine and smoking a blunt in your kitchen. k walks in, taking off her shoes and walking into the kitchen.
"missed me?" she asked, as if the last 4 days never happened. of course you missed her. but you were also pissed at her. "so i guess i won't pull up on you."
you rolled your eyes at k's words before chugging the last little bit of wine down, then taking another hit of the blunt. as soon as the smoke left your lips, she picked you up and threw you over her shoulder. she starts walking up the staircase, giving your ass a smack.
once you made it inside the bedroom, she drops you onto the bed. her eyes trail over your body hungrily. "you know what i hate on you?" she asked as she pulled her shirt over her head. "jealousy. it's not cute."
you sat on the bed, arms folded. "but when you’re jealous, it's cool?"
k's shirt hits the floor to reveal her black sports bra. "i'm jealous 'cause i'm possessive. you're jealous 'cause you think i actually want dem girls." she starts to unbuckle her belt "so yes, my jealousy is justified. take that off." she said, referring to your kaftan.
"or what?" you retorted just as k's pants hit the floor.
she looks at you with slight irritation, "or i'll take it off myself." she says, leaving no room for argument. you huffed, rolling your eyes as you stood up to take the kaftan off, leaving you in your underwear. k's eyes run up and down your body as she steps closer to you, her hands moving to your hips before she places a firm kiss to your lips. one hand moves to your neck and the other pulls you closer to her.
your jealousy crumbled under the kiss as you leaned into it more. k deepens the kiss, her tongue sliding against yours. she pushes you down onto the bed, following you down.
her hands slide from your neck to your breast, gently squeezing one through the fabric of your bra. "lay against me" k instructed. you obliged, your head laying on her shoulder while she traced patterns on your thighs. she hooks her thumbs into the waistband of your panties, sliding them down over your knees & calves before tossing them aside, your bra following suit.
her fingers start to trail down your inner thigh slowly, the touch light and enticing. eventually, her fingers finally reach your clit, circling slowly. "are you still mad?" k asked softly into your ear. "because you know who i come home to." she rubbed your clit at a steady pace.
"fuck.." you moaned under your breath.
your moan brings out a little chuckle from k, her fingers picking up their pace. "exactly." she pushes her middle and ring fingers inside you, going at the same pace they were before. as your walls clench around her fingers, her lips find yours again in a passionate kiss.
every kiss & touch from k always made you feel like you were on fire.
"i love you."
as her lips explored your neck, they find your sweet spot & sucked. she curled her fingers, making you moan into the kiss.
her fingers speed up a bit, her thumb finding your clit as you make out. k breaks the kiss to speak, "you’re the only one i'm touching like this. tell me."
"i'm the only one you touch like this.." you repeated, moaning softly. "good girl." your stomach formed a pit as you got closer, your mind blanking "oh shit.." you whimpered. your orgasm hit you fast, your gates flooding. k doesn’t stop until you’ve come down completely, gradually slowing down before taking her fingers out of you, bringing them up to her lips to taste you.
she slides out from under you to settle between your legs, taking in the sight of you—half naked, chest heaving, thighs parted. she presses kisses up your inner thigh, her breath warm against your skin.
her tongue finally makes contact with your clit, immediately pulling moans out of you. her tongue slides through your folds with ease, savoring the taste of you as she buries her face between your legs. one hand grips your thigh while the other slides up to rest on your inner breast, your hand going over hers.
she sucks your clit. "mmm.." k hums against you, the vibration making you moan.
her tongue moves faster, eyes locked with yours as she laps at your juices. "shit.." you said under your breath. a smirk tugs at the corner of her mouth, pleased at the sight.
k slid two fingers inside you as her tongue licked your clit. another pit starts to form in your stomach, your legs starting to shake. soon after, you cum again, but she doesn't stop. she's relentless, determined to make you cum as many times as she can.
"oh fuck" you moaned, your fingers tangled in k's hair as she ate you out. her fingers stroke at your walls passionately, deep & gentle while her tongue slithers on your clit. she looks up at you from between your thighs, her eyes filled with desire & the devotion to make you fall apart.
her name fell from your lips like a prayer as you felt another orgasm building. she keeps sucking your clit as her fingers find your g-spot, curling.
k's eyes stay locked on yours as she watches you cum for her for a third time, eager to get every drop.
she comes up to kiss you passionately, her tongue entering your mouth. she pulls back, your chest heaving "i got somethin' for us." you licked your lips, tasting yourself on them. you looked at her, chest heaving "what?" you asked, making her smirk before getting up to retrieve something.
when she comes back to the bed, she's holding handcuffs and a blindfold. without hesitation, she climbed on top of you, putting the blindfold on first, then the handcuffs. after everything was done, k stood back to admire what she'd done.
then, she got back on top of you, kissing you before going down to your neck. that's when her tongue came out. she was licking her way down your body.
just before she was about to get to your lower abdomen, k pulled back. you felt her get off the bed "oh lord, what now?" you said. "don't worry about it, just lay there and look pretty." she was going into her bag to get the strap—7 inches, thick, skin-colored, & slightly curved with a grinding base.
k put it on, making sure everything was secure. you felt a dip in the bed as she got on top of you. she aligns the tip of the strap with your entrance before pushing in slowly, earning a gentle gasp from you. "mhm.." you moaned softly.
she goes balls deep before pulling out again, thrusting back in, making you let out a louder moan. she starts to stroke at a steady pace, her thrusts deep & deliberate, the grinding base moving against her clit with each stroke. "shit." k said. she's hitting your g-spot with each thrust and the base feels so good. every stroke leaves you moaning louder and her breathing ragged with soft moans. "louder, let me hear you, pretty girl." k demanded.
"oh my-...fuck!" you writhed under her.
k's clut throbs more & more with the combination of the grinding base and watching you "mhm," she moaned softly "good girl."
her hand wrapped your throat as she stroked deeper. both of you were getting closer, k strokes getting faster as you gripped the sheets tighter. your back arched off the bed as you & k came, and she threw her head back, as you both came down, she pulled out and took the handcuffs off you.
you took the blindfold off, your eyes adjusting to the light. "that was fun, we should do that again," you looked over at k.
"we should" k said, leaning in to kiss you.
you smiled, pushing yourself up. “let’s go shower.”
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).
enjoy. 💋
it was midnight. you were in the kitchen, leaning against the counter, having a glass of water, the overhead stove light dimly illuminating the surrounding area. you were in nothing but a black lace bra & panty set with a black boudoir robe over it. k walks downstairs into the kitchen, wearing a wife beater and shorts. she leaned against the island “why are you still up?” she asked, her voice slightly raspy and groggy.
“i couldn’t sleep.” you took a sip of water. “i can help you fall asleep.” she said. “would that actually work?” you asked. “only one way to find out, innit?” you stepped closer and wrapped your arms around her neck. k’s hands instantly wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer. you began making out, your tongues dancing together. after a moment, she pulled back and took your hand, starting to lead you back upstairs to the bedroom.
once you were both in the room, you closed the door and k turned on the lamp on the beside table, making the room fully lit. she made her way back to you, kissing you again, untying your robe and sliding it off your shoulders, making it pool on the floor around you.
as you made out, one of k’s hands was wrapped around your neck, and the other one had a handful of your ass in it. she started walking you back towards the bed before gently pushing you down, crawling on top of you. she started kissing your neck, leaving hickeys on either side. she slid your panties off and began leaving a trail of kisses up your inner thigh, creeping up to your clit.
eventually, she made her way to your pussy, licking a long stripe up the middle, focusing on your clit. the way that k sucked and licked on your clit made you feel like you were seeing stars. shit, maybe you were. it felt like she knew your body better than you did.
"fuck." you moaned under your breath.
k always hated when you were quiet, but she also knew it wouldn’t take much to get you loud.
k slid two fingers inside you, starting to thrust in and out in time with her tongue. moans were pouring out of you, with the occasional "oh fuck." k parted her lips from your clit to say, "you taste so good.." before continuing. her eyes were locked with yours as she ate you out, piercing into you.
the minute you stopped making eye contact, k came back up, her fingers still going.
"uh uh, look at me." then her head went back down.
you were starting to buck your hips a little more often, you were getting closer. that familiar pit was starting to form in your stomach "mhm, baby..shit..." your legs gave a light tremor as you came, your head thrown back against the pillows.
k gave a kiss to your inner thigh before wiping her mouth with the back of her hand & coming up to kiss you. you pulled back, out of breath. "we're not done, you got me started." k said, making you throw your head back against the pillows and fold your arms jokingly "i haven't even caught my breath yet." you retorted. "you got time to breathe later." k said as she walked over to the dresser to get the strap.
by the time you looked, k was already on the bed, kissing your neck, then your lips, then she gently flipped you over.
"good girl."
k wasted no time, thrusting in slowly, allowing you to adjust to the size before gradually speeding up. you were so overstimulated, you didn't think you could cum again. "oh my god, fuck.." you reached back to try to slow k down, but your attempts were in vain. she grabbed your forearm and held it behind your back, hovering right over you. her mouth to your ear, "stay right here." the only thing you can get out is needy whimpers.
"baby.. i can't..."
"you can & you will."
she's relentless & passionate, eager to please. she felt so good. she never failed to make every time feel better than the last. k released your forearm to slap your ass.
"i need you to cum again for me."
"i can't.."
k doesn’t take that for an answer and goes deeper, kissing your neck "let me find it for you." her thrusts got faster, your whimpers going with them. "that's my girl." she says in your ear, as if you could get any wetter. all you can do at this point is grab every bit of the sheets you could get your hands on. your 2nd orgasm hit you like a train, your legs giving a more fierce tremor this time, your moans & whimpers following it.
k doesn't pull out until she's sure that you’re finished cumming. you sat up and she kissed you passionately, her tongue in your mouth. "see? i knew you do it."
"mhm, let's go again.." you said, breathing heavy.
"oou, that's what i like to hear" k said with a smirk, already about to pounce on you again.
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. 💋
"ms. y/l/n wants to see you in her office" one of k's colleagues said before walking past her office doorway. she'd called in sick last week even though she wasn’t actually sick. she just wanted some time for herself.
she let out a deep breath before heading to your office. she was a little nervous to see you after one week. she didn’t know how you'd react to her absence even though you'd been seeing each other for 3 months.
before k knew it, she was at your office door. she knocked before opening it to see you looking busy as ever, typing away on your desktop.
"come in, close my blinds." you haven’t even looked up at her yet.
"are you upset with me about something?" k asked as she closed your blinds.
"no, i just wish that you would’ve let me know before you called out, but it's fine." k sat down in one of the chairs that were in front of your desk "is it?" she said, making you pause your typing to give her a "stop questioning me" look. "if it wasn’t, you wouldn’t have a job."
"so you missed me?" k asked, a smirk creeping up on her face.
you paused your typing again to fully look at her. "don't get cocky, nie." k was looking to test the waters a little today. "so if you didn’t miss me, why'd you call me in here because you haven’t asked me to do anything yet?"
you sighed, ceasing your typing altogether. you turned forward, interlocking your fingers on your wooden desk. "okay, maybe i missed you a little." k's smirk made you glare at her. "wipe that smirk off your face." k's smirk only grew.
"i can't, the feeling of victory is too good."
you rolled your eyes at k, sighing once more "you are so childish" you said, earning a chuckle from her.
she got up and walked over to behind your desk, turning your chair in her direction, her hands on both armrests.
"thank you for letting me have some time off" k said, kissing you. the kiss made you melt a little "i didn’t really have a choice, but you’re welcome" she kissed you again, making you smile.
"is that a smile? i think that's a smile."
that made your smile widen "get out of my office" you said jokingly. "you've been so patient waiting for me to come back," k spoke "so patient that i think you deserve a reward for it." she pushed your right leg off your left one, uncrossing them.
"i can’t say i disagree with you."
k dropped to her knees and pulled your panties down from under your skirt. she wasted no time diving in, licking up your juices.
"fuck." you threw your head back against the office chair, gripping the armrests. you let out soft moans as k ate you out until you heard a knock at your door. "shit" you said as k stopped to crawl under your desk. you faced forward, making sure you didn’t look disheveled before answering "come in." it was your creative director, kash.
"hey, ms. y/l/n. i just wanted to run these new covers that i just got back from editing by you. are you free?" k had resumed what she started so you barely comprehended what kash had said "uhh, yea-yes, show me."
as kash showed you the various magazine covers and started to go in depth about them, the only thing you could concentrate on was the feeling of k's tongue on your pussy. your hand was on the back of her head under the desk as she ate you out.
"so what do you think?" kash asked.
you hadn’t heard a single thing that came out of that woman's mouth. "huh? oh, i-i like them all." it was taking everything in you to keep your composure.
kash lit up "really? well, i'm sure the rest of the creative team will be thrilled to hear about that." she stood up to leave "well, i'm gonna get out of your hair, i'm sure you’re very busy."
"mmhm.." k had you about to roll your eyes back. you were fighting the urge to furrow your brows and moan.
kash stopped at the door. "have you seen k around? i need to ask her about something."
"um, no but i'm sure-" k started sucking your clit, making your breath catch in your throat. "..i'm sure she’s around the office somewhere. lock my door on your way out, please."
once kash left, you let out a moan "shit, that was close."
k wasn’t letting up on you. she clearly missed you too. your moans got a little louder and closer together. thankfully, your office was soundproof and no one could see you right now.
every lick and suck had you moaning and your back arching. 'oh fuck, mmm..." your breathing was starting to quicken "shit, good girl.." k doubled her efforts, eager to make you cum.
your entire body throbbed with need as you reached your peak, your legs shaking a little. k pulled back, wiping her mouth. she came up to kiss you "i hate you so much right now" you said, no real heat behind it. k smirked, kissing you again.
she got up "when's our next date?" k asked.
"i dunno, text me. don't call in sick" you said, making k roll her eyes as she unlocked your office door and walked out, closing it behind her.
you pulled your panties back up and continued working as if nothing happened, biting your lip & smirking.
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.
then there was a knock at the door.
your anger was already bubbling in your blood but regardless you stood up and opened the door. her eyes shoot up lke muscle memory to yours the moment the door open revealing you.
she's exactly the same as she's always been. same face, same lips , the same damn posture she had whenever she'd come over. that's why you barely gave her the time of day.'
'hey'' she greeted softly revealing her nerves, she wasn't sure exactly how to approach you but by the gesture to get in and the lack of reply she could've gotten the hint she just didn't want too.
''you know where the closet it help yourself to whatever you feel like you deserve'' your eyes looked at her dead when you delivered that line, and she's not going to lie she caught on to that quick making her almost crack a smile.
k was an easy girl when it came to you well as far as her family and friends saw it. somehow your harsh words were her favourite every single time. to her it showed you cared and god did you care even if she didn't want you too.
she moved past you her feet easily working their was up to the direction of your room to comfortably it ticked you off.
she went up the steps to your room, looking around nothing really had changed except for the framed picture of you two not being on your bed stand anymore instead it was replaced by a candle.
with a closer look it's her candle, the one she likes but wouldn't bring over to your house only hers , the same one you said you didn't like very much but tolerated because it was what she liked.a smile does crack this time as she heads into your closet picking out her clothes in the mess of yours.
each one she sees, touches , smells have it's own story but she deflects biting the nostalgia down. by the time she has a handful of sweaters, hoodies and pieces that once mattered. when she comes down the stairs your head perks up your eyes locking with hers.
they are unreadable but they watch her every step down before she stops by you eyeing your clothes. your own eyebrow arches in question not know if she was seeing something wrong or if she was just shamelessly checking you out.
''what '' you ask your tone sharp and a tad bit harsh.
''the shirt your wearing is mine'' she points out her voice softer than yours like she knows she deserves the treatment.
''okay so?'' you scoff. your hands resting on your hips challenging her to say try you and of-course she does.
''I'm here for my clothes, that included '' she sighs her annoyance picking up knowing it wasn't going to be easy but either way she needed that shirt
''It's just a shirt'' you dryly defend.
''yeah, and it's mine '' kwn voices grows firmer and steady than before her eyes trailing down at you
''come fetch it another time I'm wearing it today''
''I don' have too. take if off'' she smirked.
''excuse me'' you blink .''are you forgetting that I bought this so technically-''
''you bought it for me so it's mine'' her body shift's now standing infront of you almost hovering
''there's no way '' you let out a dry awkward laugh looking at her like she's crazy .
''take if off'' she's not shouting she's demanding .'
''for fucks sake here, here just take it'' you huff frustrated pulling it off your body exposing your skin and the tattoos inked in those areas until the fabric of a bra she knows all too well shows. the same one she bought and unclipped that same night while kissing you breathless.
her mouth went dry. her eyes were glued to your chest , like stuck, in a way she couldn’t remember how vision worked outside of the space between your exposed skin of your collarbones and the fullness of the bra.
and she didn’t even try to be subtle about it, she couldn't. she didn't blink nor move. she just stood there letting her eyes take you in like she was deprived, in her defense she was but that was her own fault.
you raised an eyebrow, watching her eyes clearly and shamelessly on your boobs. you wait thinking maybe she'd snap out of it but she doesn't.
“…k?” you call out, tone suspiciously amused, but nothing.
you tilted your head trying to get in the way of her view with a small grin tugging at your lips because believe it or not your ego was higher than ever right now.
“are you getting distracted by my boobs right now ?'' you ask already knowing the answer to that question but the look on her face is fucking gold. it also distracted you of the anger you had a moment ago.
that got her.
kwn blinked finally realizing she’d been absolutely caught being ridiculously starring . her head snapped up like a deer in headlights, eyes wide, guilty and scrambling.
“I wasn’t-I didn’t-” she stammered, her brain trying to find every way to retreat from this situation.
but it was too late you were already laughing.
really laughing, loud, warm and a little breathless. you tilted your head back and let it out, and that sound that goddamn sound cracked right through her like sunlight through stained glass.
kwn tried to stay annoyed. tried to act like she wasn’t flustered and humiliated and already ten seconds away from saying something stupid. but your laugh was too familiar, too good, too contagious.
her lip twitched then curled and before she could stop herself, she was laughing too.
the two of you just stood there, you shirtless the shirt hanging loosely on your hand laughing in the middle of a ragebait that should’ve ended in yelling or door slamming or something less ridiculous.
“you’re such an asshole,” she said between breaths.
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''
SUMMARY: inspired by the MV for “back of the club” + this post + this edit. 🩷
the two of you stood in the back of the club in your own worlds, your bodies swaying back and forth to the slow and sensual song blaring through the speakers as the low multicolored lights shined across the large crowd. her hands were on your waist and yours were on her shoulders as your bodies pressed flush against each other’s, your eyes never leaving her brown ones and neither of your hands leaving each other’s figures.
as your hips swayed, Kay’s hands slowly slid down to rest upon them, guiding you in your movements as your hips remained pressed against hers. your hands moved once hers did, seemingly activated by her actions, and they cradled the sides of her neck as your thumbs grazed over the tattoo on the front of it before settling underneath her tattooed chin, keeping her head tilted just a little to maintain the intoxicating eye contact the two of you were locked in.
the club was packed, but it felt like you two were the only ones in the room. there was nothing on her mind but you and it was vice versa, but you didn’t need to communicate it because your body language spoke louder than English ever could.
you watched her tuck her bottom lip between her teeth as she leaned her head down and pressed her forehead against yours, her fingers flexing against your hips and slightly holding you closer. her eyes remained on yours, seemingly in a trance induced by your beauty and the way your body moved, and your hands shifted from her neck and chin to her face, cradling it in her palms and resting your thumbs against her cheeks.
your faces were close, really close — close enough that if either of you wanted to, you could pucker your lips and sneak a kiss right there with little to no extra movement. her breaths gently fanned your lips and yours mimicked hers as her hands on your hips slowly parted, one of them shifting down to hold onto your ass while the other moved to splay across your back.
you could feel the cool steel of her rings through your clothes, but you figured it was because she had somehow managed to heighten your senses.
all you could see was her.
all you could smell was her.
all you could hear was her.
all you could feel was her.
and even though she hadn’t touched your mouth yet, you tasted her as clear as day.
your hands slid from her face to the back of her neck as you cradled it in your palms, your fingertips gently caressing the soft skin there while her hand on your ass started to grip it just a bit — not enough for it to hurt, but enough for it to sit right into her palm and enough for you to remember she was touching you there.
raising her forehead from yours, Kay leaned in a little more — not enough to fully close the tiny sliver of distance, but enough to make you feel like she would. her nose brushed against yours and your breathing slightly hitched, making a small faint smirk cross her pink lips.
she felt your breathing stutter, and you knew she did.
she brushed her nose against yours again — this time slower than before — and allowed the tip of her nose to drag against yours, your lips slightly parting at the sensation and a soft exhale falling from them. the touch was simple, but it felt like it was enough to set you off because of how hot and tingly your body was feeling.
and Kay knew it. she could read you easily, but it’s not like you were trying to hide how she was affecting you.
shifting around in her grasp, you pressed your back against her chest, the indentation of her sports bra covered breasts now pressing against you. her arms circled around your waist as her hands splayed across your stomach, holding you close while your body sat snugly against hers like a connecting puzzle piece.
not once did your bodies stop moving, your body continuing to sway and hers moving to meet yours halfway while she rested her head beside yours. you reached back to cradle the back of her head and your fingers embedded themselves into her hair follicles as she hummed lowly and leaned into your touch, the sound faint yet echoing through your eardrums as if the room was quiet and the two of you were alone.
your other hand moved to rest against one of her hands against your stomach, specifically the one closest to your breasts. once your palm rested against the back of her hand, you interlocked your fingers between hers and slowly trailed it up to one of your breasts until she was cupping it in her hand, the warm touch sending a gentle shiver down your spine that elicited a low hum from you this time.
as her head dipped down to rest in the crook of your neck, you could feel a small smirk pull at the corners of her mouth as she palmed your breast, gently groping and caressing your tit through your top while your hand shifted to rest on her wrist instead. your breathing caught from the action and she felt it in the way your body slightly tensed, which earned you two soft kisses against your pulse point.
it felt like your body was melting against hers, both of you combining to form one passionate being with an intense heat pooled around it. your skin felt like it was on fire, and even though she was the cause, you knew she could be your remedy, too. you felt it, and so did she.
gently letting go of her, you leaned up from her chest but kept your hips molded against hers as you leaned down and rested your hands on your knees, slowly rolling your hips back against hers to match the rhythm of the slow jam filling the club. she caught your movements with practiced ease, her hips grinding against yours as your ass pressed against her pelvis.
your rhythm never faltered and Kay let you set the pace, allowing your hips to guide her instead of it being the other way around. one of her hands held onto your hip to help you keep you steady and her other hand sat against the side of your ass as she watched your hips rock against hers, the movement creating delicious friction between the two of you.
you two stayed like that for a moment as your ass rolled back to Kay’s pelvis and she caught it like it was instinctual, letting your hips do all the talking that your mouths weren’t able to. then, you rose from your knees real slow, allowing your back to slowly straighten out while your hips continued their hypnotizing rotation.
as you stood up straight, you leaned back against Kay’s chest again, letting your body find comfort in her warmth, and you leaned your head back against her shoulder as you turned towards her ear, pressing a soft kiss against her earlobe before parting your lips to speak.
“i’m ready to go,” you purred softly in her ear, looping one of your arms around her neck, as you pressed a kiss against the tattoo in front of her ear before placing your mouth near her earlobe again, “unless you want to fuck me right here in front of everybody.”
and that was all it took for her to wrap an arm around your torso and guide you towards the exit, a cheeky grin slowly spreading onto your face as her hand splayed across and held onto your side.
a cry spilled from your lips as Kay pushed back inside you, ultimately beginning your third round of the night. for this round, you were in prone bone, and it’s safe to say that this position had you feeling her deeper than you did in the previous rounds.
“s-shiiiit, baby!” you whined, your eyebrows furrowing, as your mouth hung open and your hands pulled at the sheets, a squeal falling from your agape lips from her quick yet deep thrusts.
“that’s it, pretty, there you go. takin’ it so well for me, my good girl,” Kay cooed, wrapping one of her hands around your neck, as she tilted your head back and you gasped a little, a whimper exiting your mouth at the feeling of her rings pressing into your skin, “you’re my good girl, aren’t you? just lettin’ me have you any kind of way i want while you lay there and take it like a pro… so damn good for me.”
you practically levitated at her words, your eyes rolling back and your grip on the sheets tightening, and a broken sob fell from your lips at feeling her pick the pace, the strap sliding deeper inside you as if she was trying to touch your soul.
“y-yesssss— ughhh, fuck! i-i’m your g-goodddd girrrrl— Kaaaaay!” your words came out choppy, drawn out, and shrill as your girlfriend fucked you deeper into the mattress, the bed rocking underneath the two of you from her hip movements while she squeezed the sides of your neck with the tips of her fingers.
“mhm, i like the sound of that. love when you sound all fucked-out with your voice all high-pitched… my pretty lil’ overstimulated girl.” Kay leaned down to you and pressed a soft kiss against your ear before dipping her head down into the crook of your neck, pressing soft kisses against your melanated skin before gliding her tongue across it.
a desperate mewl fell from your lips as you felt her mouth explore your neck, her teeth gently nipping at your skin while her lips and tongue soothed the small bites. simultaneously, her hand never left your neck and she used it as leverage to gain more access to your neck as she tilted your head to the side and slowly slid her tongue up from the side of your collarbone to your jawbone, a shiver running down your spine and a whimper falling from your lips.
your mouth formed an ‘O’ shape but no sound came out as your eyes squeezed shut and your hips jerked, your grip tightening further on the covers and turning your knuckles white. your walls fluttered around her strap and your thighs began to quiver as your head fell back and your eyebrows furrowed deeply, your toes curling and your stomach muscles tightening.
you knew you were about to cum, but the words couldn’t leave your mouth, seemingly caught in your throat just like your breathing was — and Kay noticed it, just like she noticed everything else.
smirking knowingly, Kay moved her mouth towards your earlobe and gently tugged at it with her teeth before letting it go and kissing it softly instead, “stop holdin’ back and let me feel my pussy cum for me, beautiful.”
that was what got you. a loud gasp suddenly ripped through you and you sobbed loudly, the loud broken sound echoing across the room as your orgasm rushed through you. rambles of incoherent whines and breathy whimpers fell endlessly from your mouth as you came, your walls clamping down tightly on the strap while your juices coated the toy.
your body trembled and a shaky exhale fell from your lips as Kay continued fucking you through your aftershocks, slowing down to help you ride them out but not completely stopping to prolong your pleasure.
“there you go, baby, look at you. such a pretty lil’ thing when you’re cumming for me. i could watch this shit all day.”
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. 🩷
“if walls could talk, they’d say we need some space, ooh. we just been fuckin’ and fuckin’, oh, every day, fuck sake…”
if anybody could see you and Kay, they’d think the both of you were out of your minds. you two hadn’t parted each other’s grasp since she’s been home, practically glued to each other’s hip. wherever in the house she went, you went, and vice versa.
but that’s not all.
not only have you two been glued at the hip, you were glued at the genitalia, too. you two would spend the entire day doing nothing but fucking and laying around — everywhere. in the bed, on the floor, against the wall, on the bathroom counter, in the shower, in the kitchen, on the couch — any and everywhere you felt like it. if she wanted you in a specific place, you’d be there, and if you wanted her in a specific place, she’d be there, too.
not to mention, the different positions in each place as well, and sometimes it’d the same position all day long. if you weren’t before, you were pretty grateful that Kay was a woman because if she wasn’t, you were 100% sure she’d try to get you pregnant.
sure you two would take breaks, but they’d be very short-lived. you’d take a break to eat, shower, hydrate, sleep, lounge around, and maybe more. but once both of you got started back up, what you were doing prior didn’t even matter anymore.
once you needed her, she’d satisfy you, and once she needed you, you’d be on her like white on rice.
“making up for lost time” is what you two would describe as, but she technically wasn’t on tour for very long, so not at lot of time had truly passed like you two claimed. deep down inside, it was probably pent-up arousal and ovulation, but neither of you paid attention to any possibility or explanation as to why you two wanted to be deep in each other’s skin and intertwine your souls so often.
you wanted Kay and she wanted you, too, and that was all that mattered to you.
Kay should’ve known not to send you pictures after she got a haircut. it’s not that you didn’t want to see her, it’s just that after she got cuts, you’d get all feral and pounce on her every time you saw her. granted, she always had that effect on you, but there was something about when her hair was freshly done that had you feeling needier than you’ve ever been, and you could barely control yourself when you got like that.
Kay enjoyed it more than she let on, though. seeing you all desperate and needy was a sight she loved, and whenever you wanted her, she’d be right there to give it to you the way you wanted it. she wouldn’t put up a fight either. truthfully, she was just as nymphomaniac as you were, she just controlled yourself better than you could — or tried to until you eventually did or said something that nudged her over the edge.
and technically, you already have.
currently, you were spread out on the bed with Kay’s head between your legs, her mouth eagerly feasting on your soaking wet pussy while her tattooed hands gripped your thighs to keep them pulled apart. your hands cradled the back of her head and the pads of your fingers traced over her fresh cut and threaded through her hair follicles as your head sat tilted back and your jaw sat slack, your mouth hung open while your eyes rolled back.
your moans and whimpers mixed with the sounds of slurping coming from Kay’s mouth on you and created a sound of harmony as your back arched up from the bed and your legs jerked, a desperate mewl falling from your lips while Kay continued eating your pussy like she hadn’t eaten in days.
“fuuuck— oh, shit! shit, shit, shiiit— Kaaay!” you could barely speak coherently, most of your words coming out in jumbles or high-pitched whines, but when you could speak, all you said was her name or cursed up a storm. you couldn’t think and couldn’t put together logical sentences, and the moment your hips jerked, you knew you were about to exploded underneath your girlfriend.
she didn’t let up, though. she got more eager than she was before, her entire mouth wrapping around your pussy and french-kissing your genitalia like she’d never see it again. it didn’t take much after that. your lower half locked up and you cried out loudly as you came on her face, your orgasm rushing through you and sending a sharp jolt down your spine.
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.
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