#cambaby

“You trust me,” Johnny reminds you from where he’s leaning against the door, arms crossed over his chest.

Fingers under your chin draw your eyes to Jinyoung, and his dark gaze pierces yours. “Did you have fun last weekend, baby?”

So that’s what this is about? Your getaway with Haechan?

You roll your eyes and Jinyoung’s widen in shock.

“She’s lost her manners,” The elder Got7 Member concludes, not reprimanding you, but instead looking over your shoulder at Johnny, talking about you as if you’re not even there, which is almost worse. 

He’s shit talking you and you’re right there. Shit talking you to your soft dom lover no less, who you expect to take your defence, but instead Johnny just shrugs, grinning as if to say ‘it is what it is.’ 

It becomes clear now that Jinyoung arrived a while ago, as he's set up the room exactly to your usual cam girl specifications. There are a few things set up, namely; a tripod, light ring, and- classically Jinyoung- bondage ties on the bed.

You're in for a long night, and although you think you don't really deserve this as a punishment - which from the strong set of Jinyoung's shoulders you know it most definitely will be - you know they're going to all but break your back, and you can't think of a better way to spend an evening.

You take a moment to appreciate Jinyoung’s body. 

He’s in pinstriped dress pants tonight and a white button up, with suspenders that curve deliciously over his back. The shirt is tailored, showing off the wide set of his shoulders that narrows in to his waist and ass, which is where your eyes stay fixed as you continue following him. 

A hand touches the small of your back and Johnny falls into step with you. “Safe words?” 

You raise a brow at him, is he serious? Again, you’d expected some soft words from your (generally) kind lover, but this? Something like fear tingles up your spine and you force yourself to remember your ‘training’. 

“Red for stop, yellow for slow down, green for all clear.”

There’s no reward for your correct answer, and you’re left empty handed, expecting a ‘good girl’ or maybe even a ‘that’s my studious little baby doll’- okay, maybe not that last one- but you’d been expecting something!

The bratty side of you is starting to come out and it makes you stop in your tracks three feet past the tripod. Someone better start being nice to you or so help you god-

“Go on darling.” Jinyoung turns to face you, leaning back against a table near the bed that you now see has a few interesting items on it. He crosses his arms over his broad chest, forearms on display since he’s rolled up his sleeves. “Stomp your foot for us. Pout out that lip, it’s been making everyone else bend over backwards for you lately, huh?” 

You’re shocked at his words, eyes immediately darting to Johnny, who has met Jinyoung at the table, but he’s focused on pouring himself a drink from a bottle of Whiskey next to what you now see is a vibrator. 

“Don’t look at him,” Jinyoung’s voice is low, and he pushes himself off of the table fluidly, taking a step towards you that makes you instinctively move backwards. 

He’s much bigger than you, closing the distance and grabbing you by the waist with one hand while the other grips your jaw, his dark eyes gazing into your own.

“Cat got your tongue, baby?” 

His words ring loudly in your ears and it only takes a moment for you to realize why. Haechan had said that exact same thing on your vacation together. 

Your heart races in your chest. Of course they’d both been watching, but to have Jinyoung quote it at you?

He must be pissed.

“Colour?” Johnny’s voice draws your eyes over Jinyoung’s shoulder and he lets you go even before you say ‘Green’ as clearly as possible. 

Jinyoung heads over to Johnny again, once more leaning back against the table.

You take a breath to speak but Johnny cuts you off. “Before anyone says anything else that could be incriminating,” Johnny turns to face you, swirling the whiskey in his cup and bringing it to his lips, “Camera’s on gorgeous.” 

“How-” You turn to see your phone is in the tripod, and you have no idea how it got there.

“You were too busy staring at Jinyoung’s ass, darling,” Johnny chuckles into his glass of whiskey.

He’s making fun of you. It’s a form of degradation, a soft form, but a form nonetheless, and it makes you wrap an arm over your middle instinctively, starting to feel incredibly small. 

Johnny had taken your phone when he’d put your jacket away, and while you’d been walking behind Jinyoung, the man from Chicago had turned on your phone, opened a room, and slipped it into the tripod holder. 

You try not to underestimate Johnny, but he still surprises you every now and again.

“So what are we going to do with you tonight, hmm?” Jinyoung asks, adjusting so his palms are flat on the table behind him and it widens his chest out, making it look even broader as he takes a deep breath, sighing. “I'm going to have to reteach you everything, aren’t I?”

Your manners come back after the initial shock. Being a brat hadn’t worked, and Jinyoung had degraded you for it, knowing all the tricks you had up your sleeve. Johnny, your soft dom- has seemingly abandoned you- it feels like the only option is to comply.

“No sir, I’ll be good,” you say. 

You may have had your bratty little escapades with lenient doms recently, but Jinyoung is reminding you exactly what he expects from you. For good measure, and because you’ve already dug yourself into a bit of a hole by trying to be bratty at all, you get down on your knees and look at the floor.

You listen to Jinyoung walk towards you, then past you. 

He pushes the tripod back to give space between it and the foot of the bed, and picks up your phone. He turns it towards you and you feel a prickle of shame at your kneeling form. 

After being a bit of a brat with your past men, it feels odd to show them this side of you again, but you know it’s a passing feeling, because the moment Jinyoung speaks, a tingle of excitement runs up your spine. 

“Bet our little whore is waiting for some praise,” Jinyoung says, moving to sit on the foot of the bed and spread his thighs invitingly. 

You open your mouth to say something but remember your dom hasn’t asked you a question so you bite down on your lip instead.

“Come sit between my legs,” Jinyoung instructs, watching you with dark eyes as you shuffle to where you’re supposed to be, “and stop calling me sir, it’s obviously a title with little value.”

“But you can still call me daddy, isn’t that right princess?” Johnny’s voice makes you want to scoff, you can practically hear him grinning somewhere on your left, probably still drinking and being nonchalant while you and Jinyoung have his intense power play, as per usual Johnny you suppose.

“The person who doesn’t want to be called sir anymore told me not to look at you and maybe not to speak to you either,” you say loudly, unable to help yourself. You force your gaze down on Jinyoung’s shoes, trying to stop a smile at your own bratty mischief. 

Then Johnny starts laughing, because you both know what your little outburst is probably going to have cost you. You just effectively talked back to Jinyoung - and without even looking up at his face, you know he’s probably furious. 

To your surprise, he doesn’t say anything, in fact, Jinyoung stands up and walks over to Johnny. When his back is to you, you follow him with your eyes, looking briefly at Johnny but he’s blatantly ignoring you now. Still laughing to himself as he drinks his whisky and pulls up a fancy chair to sit in as if he’s about to enjoy the show.

He is.

And you’re the show. Not only for him, but for however many people are in the cam room. You don’t even know who you’ve invited at this point, who has access to this.

You love this. You live for this. You press your thighs tighter together.

“Johnny.” All Jinyoung has to do is say his name for Johnny to set his drink down and accept the phone. He immediately turns it on you, and with Jinyoung’s back hiding what he’s up to, all you can do is wait.

You wait expectantly for some praise, for him to read the chat to you. Instead, Johnny’s eyes scan comments but he keeps his mouth shut, laughing at a few, but not reading them to you. 

You’re pissed.

So pissed, you almost forget Jinyoung is up to no good until he’s coming back to the bed and you have no idea what he’s even retrieved from the table of toys. 

“Greedy girl, already looking for her toy.” Jinyoung sits down on the foot of the bed and spreads his legs again, he shows you his empty hands. “Where is it, gorgeous?”

You narrow your eyes at him, not enjoying his game. 

His fingers reach under your chin and he leans down to meet your eyes. “You were okay playing kitten for Jaebum, now be my good puppy and find your toy.” 

The mean dom sits back again, squaring his shoulders and smiling at you. You move forward on your knees until you’re pressed to the foot of the bed. 

You love the way the pinstripe pants hug Jinyoung’s thighs and you’re practically drooling as you rest your hands on his knees and begin an upward motion.

“What do you think you’re doing?” Jinyoung’s tone is amused and when you look up at him, your belly flips upon finding a smile.

He grabs your jaw as you say “searching for my toy?” Your hands have reached his upper thighs. “Is it in your back pocket, master?” You bat your eyes at him and Jinyoung takes a deep breath, the new title obviously striking an unexpected chord inside of him. 

“Yes, gorgeous, it’s in my back pocket.”

You grin, pushing on his thighs to prop yourself up to press a kiss to his lips before you fall back to your knees and reach behind him for your prize. 

“Show it so everyone can see, baby.” Jinyoung’s smiling down at you but there’s something so sinister in it, in the sexiest of ways. 

You lift the pink gag ball up for everyone to see.

Now you realize why Johnny needs to hold the phone. Jinyoung will need both hands to put the gag ball on you. 

“Turn and face your daddy, gorgeous,” Jinyoung says, taking the gag ball from you.

You do as you’re told, looking up at Johnny and the camera.

“Now say: bye bye daddy.”

You want to laugh but you also maybe want to cry. 

One look at Johnny has him offering you a smile. “If you’re uncomfortable, tap out three times, two for slow down, one for good, got it baby?”

You nod. “Bye bye, daddy.”

“Say ah,” Jinyoung commands from behind you, his breath teasing your bare shoulder, exposed by your pretty dress, which, you realize, he’s yet to praise.

You kind of want to say something about it- but then the hard plastic touches your teeth and you open your mouth wider, accepting the ball that Jinyoung fastens behind your head with deft, quick fingers.

It feels kind of odd to have your mouth forcibly open like this. Gag Balls are not something you’ve really tried with your partners other than Jinyoung, who’s used it on you only twice before, and it’s always an adjustment.

“There we go,” Jinyoung sighs, both of his hands finding your shoulders and begin smoothing down your arms. “Now we can talk without any bratty,” he smacks your inner thigh, forcing you to spread your legs, “interruptions.”

Johnny, along with the entire cam room, watches as Jinyoung talks down to you. He leans down to press a kiss to your shoulder and you tilt your head, which only earns more chastising. 

“Needy,” Jinyoung states, letting the tip of his nose drag up your neck. “You’re going to have to work for it tonight princess.”

Jinyoung moves away from behind behind you, and Johnny catches a micro movement of you turning to watch, only to force your eyes back down on the floor. He fights the urge to praise you for your good behaviour, fights the urge to read you the comments flooding in.

Heychannie: holy fucking shit

Heychannie has donated $500

yutAH: you can say that again

yutAH has donated $666

yutAH: i didn’t know she was into GAG BALLS

TeamWang: fuck me neither

TeamWang has donated $1000

PubGMarkT: fucking Jackson

PubGMarkT: we’re all just trying to watch and you’re throwing money around

PubGMarkT has donated $1000

TeamWang: tell me she doesn’t deserve it

PubGMarkT: we all know she does

HeyChannie: hey! When did Johnny and Jinyoung start hanging out though? 

HeyChannie: and why the fuck wasn’t i invited to this

yutAH: cuz you’re the reason they’re even punishing her you fuck

HeyChannie: all i did was take her on vacation

Doie: can someone kick him off the chat

HeyChannie: fuck you i was in the chat first

KittyTae: be nice you two

KittyTae has donated $1000

TeamWang: and start tossing money at her if ur going to be babies in chat ;)

TeamWang has donated $500

Johnny moves his eyes back to you. You’re still facing him, kneeling on the floor, gag ball between your lips, a small bit of drool already beginning to form-

“She’ll ruin her dress,” Johnny realizes, immediately squatting and bringing the camera up to your face to inspect the trail of saliva on the corner of your mouth. 

He wipes it clean with his thumb, looking past you at Jinyoung, who’s taken a seat again on the foot of the bed.

“Then take it off,” Jinyoung says simply.

“Stand up for me, princess.” Johnny reaches a hand out for you to grab so he can help you to your feet and Jinyoung clicks his tongue.

“What did I say about being nice to her during this?”

Johnny sighs. Jinyoung had told him that if he wanted to be here for the punishment, he’d have to be harsher on you, less baby names and coddling. 

It’s funny how easily Johnny slips back into soft dom if he’s not paying attention, his true care for you bleeding through and getting in the way of his harder role. 

Standing and taking his hand back, Johnny meets your eyes. He thinks he sees your understanding in them, and he doubts you’ll be mad at him about any of this later. 

He watches you slowly get to your feet, and then you turn towards Jinyoung, looking over your shoulder somewhat expectantly at Johnny, who reaches out to unzip your dress, the camera following the motion.

As soon as the zipper is undone, Jinyoung’s hands find your waist and he pulls you between his legs, looking up at you. “Strip for us, whore.”

Instead of doing what you’re told immediately, you turn back to Johnny and reach out for his hand, which he allows you to take. 

The tall man watches with interest as you tap two times on his palm, and then Johnny’s shoulders slump slightly, “Aw, yellow? Already? Okay, baby, we’ll be better about our degradation.” 

beommie: leave it to Jinyoung to be such an asshole that our cam baby has to use a safe signal

TeamWang: what a dick right? 

PubGMarkT: and her going to Johnny to tap out?-

TeamWang: what else would you expect

TeamWang: honestly

Johnny looks down at you with concern in his eyes and you nod, about to turn back to Jinyoung but then Johnny stops you. “Are you still okay with the gag?”

You reach for his hand again, tapping once in his palm, a yes. 

Then you turn to face Jinyoung, intending to follow through with his strip tease command- only for him to reach for your hand instead. 

He stands, pulling you to his chest by your hips. His fingers find the bottom of your chin and he lifts your face, pressing a kiss to your nose before moving his hands to your shoulders to push the straps of your dress down, causing it to fall to the floor.

Jinyoung sits down again, patting one thigh, and you marvel at the way the pinstripes look like a landing strip. 

You’re exposed to the room in your little black lace set- you think Namjoon bought it for you? But you can’t remember, you have so much lingerie from all your men it’s hard to keep track- and you feel completely in your element.

Your hands find Jinyoung’s strong shoulders, steadying yourself so you can swing a leg over his thigh and get into position, sinking down until your core is against his pants. 

“Look at me,” Jinyoung commands, leaning back and settling his hands on the bed behind him, he looks gorgeous, “be a good little sub, and ride my thigh till you cum.”

You nod, and then begin to move your hips, grinding down on Jinyoung’s leg. 

A moan slips past your gag ball, and you breathe heavily through your nose, able to feel a new string of drool sliding down your chin only to drip onto your chest.

“Bra off baby,” Jinyoung says, and you moan at the pet name, finally given a nice one from your stern lover instead of ‘whore’ or ‘slut’, which he’s quite fond of when he’s being mean.

If there’s one thing you love about Jinyoung, it’s that he’s a good dom in every sense. Even if he has a scene he wants to do, if you aren’t okay with parts of it, like being called whore, he’ll immediately correct himself. But unlike your soft lover Johnny, who had all but cooed at you, Jinyoung had changed without even putting his respect on the line, he’s still as hard dom as five minutes ago, but adjusted. 

You reach your hands behind your back, undoing your clasp and allowing the fabric to fall free. 

As soon as your breasts are exposed to the open air, you feel your nipples harden, and Jinyoung’s lips part in appreciation. He sits up immediately, hands coming to cup at your boobs, which bounce as you grind harder on his thigh. 

His leg is strong beneath you, and it feels delicious when you drag your core against him, sending pleasure rippling through your body. You close your eyes, groaning around the gag ball that’s still firm in your mouth-

Then a hand grabs your chin roughly, and your eyes snap open. “I told you, to look at me,” Jinyoung growls, pinching your nipple with his free hand and making you whine loudly. Drool drips down your chin and onto your breasts and Jinyoung watches it, then motions with his hand, reminding you of Johnny who’s still behind you with the camera in hand. “Come look at this.”

Your soft dom lover appears next to you, holding the camera close to your skin and narrowing in on exactly what Jinyoung wants him too. 

“Messy girl,” Johnny breathes, and you enjoy his words. They’re not praise, but they’re not degradation either, a happy medium.

“She’s had enough of this,” Jinyoung says, reaching behind your head to unclasp your gag ball, “want to hear her pretty moans when she cums like the filthy little cam baby she is.”

Cam baby. There’s that term again. Haechan had used it on you, and you suppose it’s not a shock Jinyoung is reusing a second term from the man who had whisked you away on vacation. 

You can’t help the way the your hips grind down harder on Jinyoung, your moans sounding through the room the moment the hard plastic is removed from between your teeth.

You swallow thickly, licking your lips. You start to move towards Jinyoung, intent on kissing him, before you remember your manners. “Master?”

“Hmm?” Jinyoung looks up at you after setting the gag ball down on the bed next to him, amusement in his eyes.

“Kisses?”

“Only because you asked and didn’t simply take. You’re learning your place again, aren't you, baby girl?”

You nod solemnly, licking your lips. “Yes, master.”

Jinyoung scoffs a little at you, and then he’s grabbing the back of your head roughly and dragging you to his lips. 

He dominates the kiss, pressing his tongue into your mouth and then biting on your lip, his free hand moving to your hip to force you to grind on him.

You can feel your orgasm rising, and you wrap your arms around the back of Jinyoung’s neck, getting as close as you can to his chest while rutting your core against his thigh. 

“Can I cum, master?” you groan, moving your lips to Jinyoung’s neck. 

As much as he hates to admit it, the mean dom is just as sensitive when you kiss his throat as anyone, and his fingers dig into your hips, helping you rut harder and faster against him.

“Hold it.”

You let out a whine and it earns you a rough spank on your ass, which just makes things more difficult, the pain molding with the pleasure and just about dragging you over the edge.

“Please, master?” you ask again, pressing sloppier kisses to his neck, your muscles straining from trying to hold back your orgasm. “Please?”

Jinyoung chuckles darkly, and then his hand is wrapping around your throat, tearing you from his neck. 

“Fine.” His dark eyes glare into yours. “You can cum for us.”

Your orgasm rips through you, your hips moving on their own accord to ride you through your high. 

Jinyoung flexes his thigh beneath you and you let out a mewl, gripping his shoulders tighter. Then he pushes his leg up, adding more pressure to your clit, which is throbbing with pleasure.

“Thank you master!” you belt out, remembering another one of Jinyoung’s rules that you’d almost forgotten: always say thank you. 

Jinyoung’s grip on your throat tightens and your eyes roll back into your head, so overcome by the wonderful feeling. 

Johnny moves around your body to get a better shot, capturing the way your tits are bouncing and Jinyoung’s hand around your throat. His bottom lip is caught between his teeth, betraying his concentration, and his eyes are fixed on his phone screen even though you’re right there in front of him in the act. 

The Chicago man kind of likes the way the cam room works, enjoys seeing the other men’s reactions, their praise, even if you can’t. 

Lucas99: holy shit

Heychannie: i wanna be called master

Doie: hey! You’re the reason she’s in this whole mess you asshole

Heychannie: what mess? She’s about to be RAILED

Joon has donated $1000

beommie has donated $1000

Bangme has donated $1000

Heychannie: what is this? Leader donation hour?

ValentineJae97: show some respect

ValentineJae97 has donated $1000

Heychannie: to who? Her or them?

Heychannie has donated $420

Lucas99 has donated $420

Hendery99 has donated $420

yutAH has donated $69

yutAH: :)

Jinyoung has laid you out on the bed, and Johnny watches with interest. While many of the other guys have gone nude on camera, Johnny is distinctly aware that Jinyoung has not. 

As far as Johnny can tell, Jinyoung is here purely for the domming, for getting you off on camera, as opposed to using you for his own pleasure as some other men have done. 

To each their own, Johnny thinks, but he enjoys the way Jinyoung prioritizes you, the same way he does.

“You’re prettiest when you’re choking on cock, kitten,” Jinyoung’s voice makes Johnny raise his eyes from the phone, meeting the gaze of the older, more sadistic dom in the room. “Fuck her face, and don’t be nice about it.”

Johnny chuckles, looking down at you. Jinyoung’s positioned you so you’re sideways on the bed, with your head near Johnny. You gaze up at him with big eyes, and then you’re moving closer to the edge, letting your head rest off the side. 

This is the perfect position for throat fucking, and Johnny can just imagine his cock disappearing into your stretched out neck, he bets he’ll be able to see himself in your throat if he goes deep enough-

“Look how fucking wet you are- Johnny, give me the camera,” Jinyoung instructs next, holding out a hand expectantly as he settles between your legs, using the other to loosen his tie. 

Johnny passes the phone over and Jinyoung brings it close to your pantie covered core, showing the cam room the wet spot there.

HeyChannie: fuck. Me.

yutAH: you can say that agin

Doie: holy fuck

yutAH has donated $69

Doie has donated $100

KittyTae: she looks delicious

yutAH: you have a thing for eating pussy huh taeyong?

Doie: he fucking loves it

HeyChannie: i guess you would know

HeyChannie: pussy

Doie: if you make me come over to your room-

HeyChannie: my cock is out asshole, come try me

yutAH: come to the 10th floor Doyoung, Jae and I are watching and eating popcorn

Doie: you are nOT

ValentineJae97: fuck yeah we are

Jinyoung frowns a little at the amount of NCT boys in the cam room, but then ‘TeamWang has donated $100’ pops up and he feels a little better that a few of his friends are watching. As much as it’s nice to prove a point to the NCT guys, Jinyoung likes proving to his own group that he’s your master. 

Jaebeom can whip out the toys and cat ears, and Mark can let you ride him while he plays video games, but Jinyoung’s your number one, and he’s going to fight tooth and claw to hold his position as your go to fuck buddy- well, besides Johnny, he guesses, but again, Jinyoung’s not trying to fight Johnny for the spot as main dom. 

Something tells him he’d lose, and Jinyoung’s not the type to set himself up for failure. 

While holding your phone with one hand, Jinyoung grabs at your panties, tearing them down your legs and shoving them into his back pocket. 

He must have at least ten pairs of your panties by now, but to be fair, he’s bought you twenty plus- so as far as he’s concerned, these are his now, even if he knows someone else probably gifted them to you.

Jinyoung hears a gurgling sound and looks up to see that Johnny hasn’t bothered to wait for him to start, his cock out and sliding into your mouth.

The view is beautiful; your naked body laid out on the bed, Johnny using your mouth while your legs are spread for Jinyoung to do whatever he wants with you- and he intends to.

The sadistic dom doesn’t even bother to wet his fingers, your core is dripping as it is, he simply slides two digits into you, curling up and searching for your gspot with zero hesitation. 

There’s a sound that escapes your mouth and makes Jinyoung look up with a grin, focusing the camera on his fingers, which come out of you glistening in wetness. 

“You like that, kitten?” he asks smoothly. “Choking on Johnny while I open you up with my fingers?” 

Another whining sound, and Johnny pull his cock from your lips, allowing a; “yes, master, I fucking love it-” to escape you.

“What did I tell you about swearing?” Jinyoung lands a harsh smack to your inner thigh and you whimper before Johnny plunges himself back into your mouth, effectively shutting you up.

Jinyoung smiles again, enjoying the way this is turning out. 

Without the camera on him, and with you very preoccupied, he doesn’t have to worry about his expressions and putting on a show. He can just be himself, savagely fingering you with digits that have made you cum countless times before.

But Jinyoung’s not content with simply making you cum, not when two other idols have made you squirt on cam. He can hear your pussy squelch with each thrust of his fingers, curling up to your gspot and massaging it, and by the way your hips are moving off the bed, he knows he’ll be making you cum quickly- but he needs both his hands.

“Johnny,” Jinyoung holds out the phone and the other man plucks it out of his grasp, no other direction needed.

At first, Johnny immediately brings the camera down to show off the way his cock is sliding deep into your throat. He’d been right about the way your throat takes him, and he can see the slight bulge every time he pushes into you. 

The way you’re laying on the bed makes it impossible for you to move, leaving the pace up to Johnny, and he’s revelling in it.

yutAH: Holy shit

HeyChannie: is that-

yutAH: his cock

yutAH: in her throat

yutAH: yeah

yutAH: um. Wow.

yutAH has donated $500

Doie: we should all thank Johnny for not having his dick on cam yet because the rest of us are going to look like shrimps in comparison

HeyChannie: speak for yourself

Doie: you’re like 5 foot 6 you fucking gremlin

HeyChannie: i will literally come fight you

ValentineJae97: are we sure there’s no way to kick them out of the cam room?

Johnny groans, wanting to laugh at the antics of his friends in the cam room, but also overcome by the way your cheeks are hollowing, suctioning around his shaft. You’ve always been so good at head, and this position- well, Johnny might just have found his new favourite thing.

His eyes shift down to your core, where Jinyoung has brought his thumb to your clit, and Johnny moves the camera up, capturing the scene just as you begin to gush onto the older man’s hand. 

Johnny’s made you squirt a number of times himself, but watching it happen- it’s like porn, but with you- and he can’t imagine a prettier sight.

“Fuck,” Johnny groans, pulling out of your mouth and wrapping a fist around his cock, allowing your moans and whimpers to be released to the room for the cam to pick up better. 

He looks down at you and you lift your head,  make up completely ruined, drool and tears staining your cheeks-

“Colour?”

“Green- fuck, daddy-” you collapse back down, head lolling off the side of the bed, eyes shut, legs attempting to close around Jinyoung, but his large body keeps you spread. 

Johnny watches Jinyoung’s fingers disappear into your core at a brutal pace, his thumb rubbing your sloppy cunt and using your squirt as a lubricant-

“Messy girl,” Johnny groans, unable to take his eyes off of your core.

“Fuck her face, she squirts harder when you do.”

Jinyoung’s command is an easy one to follow, and you even open your mouth, an obedient little sub for them now. 

Johnny slides his cock past your lips, slipping a little too far and making you choke, throat constricting around him- he also sees the way your legs shake, pussy letting out another little spray of wetness that has him groaning and teetering on the edge way before he planned to.

Johnny knows there’s no way in hell Jinyoung is getting naked on cam, but he’ll be fucked if he doesn’t get to try out your sloppy pussy, get to feel your wet, warm walls wrapped around him-

Your hands push at Johnny’s thighs and he pulls out of your mouth, angling the camera down on your face. “Too much-” you whimper, attempting to sit up and push at Jinyoung next.

“Then say yellow,” Jinyoung prompts.

You shake your head, letting it fall down again, and Johnny knows your mouth is out of commission. 

“Jinyoung, I’m taking over,” Johnny says, his voice a lot lower than he intended it to be.

Dark eyes meet his own, and for a moment, there’s a challenge of power, then Jinyoung is relenting, pulling his fingers out of you. 

Johnny comes around the bed and passes the phone to the other man, who licks his fingers clean before taking it. “Fuck her stupid,” he says quietly enough that only Johnny will hear him as he moves past.

Johnny chuckles. There’s no need for an order like that, he fully intends to fuck you silly. 

The man from Chicago grabs your legs first, easily spinning you so you’re laying properly on the bed now- then he remembers you’re all on cam, and as much as he enjoys missionary and seeing your face- others probably want to as well.

He can fuck you in doggy now, and other more romantic positions later- and Jinyoung had told him to be mean, and the meanest position Johnny knows is doggy, because it lets him hit it deep. 

With his long cock, he already practically splits you open, and you always make noises like a fucking animal when Johnny’s hitting you from the back.

When the tall man grabs your legs and once again manhandles you, spinning you so your head is now at the foot of the bed, you’re not really sure what he’s doing, and you watch him with big eyes but remain quiet, too fucked from your orgasms to even speak. 

Johnny flips you onto your belly, getting behind you, and before you can even raise your hips for him, two large hands are taking hold of you, slipping under you and getting a firm grip of your waist so he can easily lift you until you’re ass up. 

Then a hand is pressing on your face, pushing you into the bed. 

“Face down,” Jinyoung says, and you let out a whimper, enjoying the way they both are man handling you and showing off their power. 

Johnny doesn’t even give you prep, he simply slides into you. 

Your pussy is still drenched from Jinyoung making you squirt, which means Johnny is able to fully sheath himself in your core with one thrust. 

“Fuck!” Johnny groans, gripping your waist tightly, hips flush against your ass. He stays still for a moment, and the walls of your pussy flutter around him, trying to get used to his size.

Jinyoung’s hand moves a little so he can slip two fingers into your mouth. “Suck on these while he makes you cum, and be a good toy for Johnny.” 

You whimper, beginning to suck diligently on Jinyoung's digits while Johnny’s hips start to find a pace. 

The tall man’s fingers dig into your skin, and you hope there will be bruises later from it, in fact, you hope that tomorrow you won’t even be able to walk. 

Maybe Jinyoung and Johnny will both stick around with you tonight and in the morning you can all have some fun in the jacuzzi in the bathroom - Johnny and you have enjoyed it together when he’s taken you to this hotel before and there’s enough room for three - but your thoughts quickly dissipate as Johnny’s thrusts get even harder.

Whimpers escape your lips even as you suck on Jinyoung’s fingers, and Johnny’s cock is hitting deep spots inside of you that have your toes curling. 

“How many more times should we make her cum?” Jinyoung asks, slipping his fingers from your mouth.

A hand immediately grabs at your hair, and Johnny hauls you up so you’re on your knees in front of him, back to his chest as he angles his hips up into you, his lips teasing the shell of your ear. “I don’t know, our little cock slut generally takes anything we decide to give her.”

When Johnny calls you cock slut, there’s a fondness in his tone, even under the harshness of the words, and you can’t help but moan, reaching behind you to grab at his hair and pull his lips to your neck. He allows you to do this, and his tongue tastes your skin, making you shiver as he moves down to your shoulder, where his teeth tease your flesh.

Jinyoung hums, and then he’s moving towards the table that hosts all the toys. 

“Excited for more, gorgeous?” Johnny chuckles against your skin. “You're squeezing me so good just watching him pick out a toy, huh?”

You groan, tossing your head back against Johnny’s shoulder and closing your eyes. You trust Jinyoung will choose something fun- well, fun for them anyways, but no matter how grueling scenes with Jinyoung are, you always come out of it pleased. 

Two fingers are shoved into your mouth and your eyes open, head lifting up so you can take in your surroundings again. Johnny’s the one with his digits between your lips, and a moment later he removes them, bringing them between your legs to your clit. 

Jinyoung, meanwhile, approaches the bed again, holding a sleek, wireless, black wand vibrator in his hand. 

“This is for you, kitten,” he holds it out, “and if you take this off your clit, you’ll receive a punishment.”

“Yes, sir,” you whimper, taking the vibrator from him and turning it on.

“Highest setting,” Jinyoung tells you, voice low. 

You nod again, biting your bottom lip as you turn the vibrator higher, the black rubber head moving incredibly fast now. 

Johnny’s fingers are on your clit, and your saliva has made it more than easy for him to gently rub you, getting your body ready for the new toy, which you bring down to your core.

Johnny moves his hand, grabbing your waist instead and angling his hips a little differently. He’s going slower now, but his thrusts are rough, each one sending the sound of skin on skin through the otherwise quiet room. 

When you press the vibrator to your clit, you can’t help but let out a moan, pushing back against Johnny’s strong chest. He holds you steady, kissing your neck and sucking on the skin there, which sends more pleasure coursing through you. 

“Can I cum master?” you ask, giving your best begging face to Jinyoung, whose eyes assess your entire body, settling on the space between your legs.

“Only when Johnny does,” Jinyoung’s command is final, not something to argue with, and your pussy flutters around Johnny’s thick cock at the idea of holding out.

“You’ll cum for me, right, daddy?” You ask, resting your head back against Johnny’s shoulder and pressing kisses to the underside of his jaw. “Please?”

“Fuck,” Johnny groans, fingers digging into your waist, “only because you asked so nicely.”

It’s a lie, of course. 

Johnny’s been on the edge for a while, pulling out all the stops to hold himself back from cumming inside of you, but your words make it nearly impossible to continue this charade. Your pussy is his kryptonite, and Johnny is one good dirty talk away from exploding inside of you.

“Cum, cum, cum-” you chant, and Johnny can’t help himself, his lips finding your neck, suckling on your sweet spot. His tongue tastes your skin and he cums hard, rutting into you and groaning lowly, which sets off your own release, muscles snapping with your release after trying to hold your orgasm off for too long.

Your hand reaches back, grabbing at Johnny’s pretty hair and tugging, sending pain coursing through his body, which only makes things better for him. 

He thrusts into you roughly, riding you both through intense highs that make you both breathless, gasping in the quiet of the room and clutching at each other desperately.

“Oh my god- Johnny!” you scream, still not removing the vibrator from your clit, and Johnny’s rough thrusts set off a second orgasm inside of you. 

You’re not sure when one begins and one ends, only that your body is completely overcome by pleasure, your legs shaking as they hold you up, and Johnny’s grip on your waist keeps you exactly where he wants you.

Your lover from Chicago finally comes to a rest, his hands pulling you back against his chest, his lips continuing to suck love bites on your neck, and the two of you simply breathe in unison, coming down from your highs together.

A hand comes to push at the vibrator on your clit, moving it away, and your eyes open to see Jinyoung, who’s watching you carefully. 

“Enough of that,” he tells you, “this is punishment enough for today, but tomorrow you’ll have me to deal with.”

“Bring it on, master,” you smile, feeling hazy as Johnny wraps his arms around you, pressing his warm body to yours as he scatters kisses across your throat.

Jinyoung doesn’t look too impressed with your answer, but he doesn’t challenge you on it, simply watching as Johnny falls to his side, pulling you with him to collapse sideways onto the bed, a giggle leaving your lips.

“Say goodbye to your fans, baby,” Johnny whispers in your ear, his teeth nipping your lobe and making you laugh more, enjoying his warmth and the way he fits perfectly behind you.

“Goodnight everyone,” you grin up at the camera, watching as Jinyoung touches the phone screen and then pockets it.

“Did you two have fun?” he asks.

“Yeth,” you say, unable to help yourself as the baby talk comes out, your words semi slurred due to your intense orgasms.

Jinyoung reaches out and pinches your chin. “Come shower, kitten.” 

By shower, you know he means fuck, and you don’t mind the idea of Jinyoung washing you off and giving you some good aftercare while burying his cock in your pussy- in fact, the idea sounds marvellous.

“You won’t go anywhere, right?” you ask, reaching behind yourself for Johnny, who lets out a chuckle.

“Baby, I paid for the room, I’m staying till check out tomorrow at twelve. You’re stuck with me until then.”

You smile, enjoying the way Johnny always sticks around for you- and then you allow Jinyoung to grab your hand and pull you from the bed, leading you towards the bathroom.

You’re not sure what you ever did to be blessed enough to have found not one, not two, but multiple men who are willing to dote on you in this way. 

When Jinyoung pulls you into the shower, cradling you close and inspecting the dark marks Johnny had left on your skin, you know you’re where you belong. Not in Jinyoung’s arms, per se, but in this moment, enwrapped in a fleeting glimpse of a love that just might be attainable.

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Haechan’s already kissing you by the time you make it to the secluded villa. He sets your suitcases down and lifts you up, grinning against your lips when you shriek in surprise.

Your idol lover for the long weekend carries you over the threshold of your getaway house before pinning you to a wall.

The entire flight he’d mostly kept his hands to himself, but it’s been obvious since you’ve gotten to a more secluded location that he’s eager for you. You’ve returned his touches, knowing what this getaway would entail when you’d agreed to come. 

Haechan pulls away from you and you’re left breathless as he drags your bags into the house and closes the door. 

“Are you tired?” he asks, studying you and the way you haven’t moved since he released you. 

You shake your head. “Just thinking.”

“About what?” Haechan grins, palms finding the wall on either side of your head as he gets closer to you. 

“Your plans.”

“My plans?” He chuckles softly.

“Don’t pretend you don’t have any. I know you, Haechan. I know you have something specific you’ll want to do,” you lean forward and allow your lips just to brush his, “to prove that I like you best.”

He might be used to other members underestimating him, but you’re not going to assume Haechan is anything less than the others simply because he’s a little younger. 

If anything, you think it’s the younger legal members who might have some of the kinkier inclinations. You know what type of shit they watch online.

“We have all day baby,” he points out, “unless you wanna beg for me now.”

You groan, having assumed you’d be getting laid the moment you arrived. 

“Are you pouting?” A rough hand grabs your jaw, and you’re looking up at a man who you realize is much larger than you. Next to Johnny he might look ‘small’, everyone does next to Johnny. But you? Haechan dwarfs you. 

He’s not just some voice behind the username HeyChannie. 

This is Haechan. You’ve known him for a while and teased him before, but knowing he’s going to fuck you- it’s making a bratty side of you come out, a side that wants to see how far you can test him.

“You sure you want to do this now?”

You nod… then your eyes look around. “Maybe after a shower first.” You’re a little tired from the flight. “And a nap.”

Haechan smirks, he presses a kiss against your lips that lasts just long enough to leave you wanting more, then says; “Relax, unwind. No rush.”

You’d held a chat room earlier this week, and Haechan can’t get it out of his head.

It was a Monday. An odd time to have a show, and you’d explained you only wanted a few guys but hadn’t known who to invite. He’d been one of the lucky few who caught the stream, most everyone else was at practice.

You’d talked honestly with the guys popping into the cam room, and Haechan had watched the entire show with eyes full of wonder.

“Weirdest kinks?” your eyes had read a comment and you’d leaned back on your bed, stretching, “Well I don’t know, I suppose i’ve never been asked to do anything too weird. What do you guys think?” 

Haechan loved the way you’d interacted, truly wanting opinions. It had felt like a fun conversation between friends, and Haechan truly thinks that’s one of the reasons you’re so good at what you do as a cam girl now. 

“Sadist Jinyoung?” You’d read another comment and considered it. “I suppose there’s not much I wouldn't do for him. Or Johnny… Oh my gosh.” You must have read his comment, and he adores your reaction. “Haechan!”

He’d leaned back in his chair, legs up on his desk, hands behind his head, revelling in the way you’d squealed his name. He hadn’t even said anything particularly dirty, but his suggestion had seemed to be one that is ‘out of the norm’.  

“Sex while sleeping-” You’d scoffed a little but Haechan could see that the idea had made you feel some kind of way. “I mean, I've woken people up with head before. So yeah, I’m down for it.”

You’d leaned forward again, eyes on the messages popping up. 

HeyChannie: Come away with me this weekend and i’ll find out all of your kinks for the boys.

WonWho?: ahahha

Bangme: You have the time for that?

HeyChannie: Got the whole long weekend. I’m on break for my precious voice ;)

Now here you both are, on vacation, and Haechan is determined to find out if you’d been for real about being into the idea of sex while asleep. 

You’re peacefully resting in the large bed, Haechan’s eyes fixed to you from where he leans against the doorway. 

This situation- well, it can’t be a coincidence. You gave him permission… but just in case, he’ll start a cam room and have it on the foot of your bed until he’s sure you’re okay with being filmed during this.

Haechan’s often pegged as one of the loudest members of NCT, but he can be as quiet as a mouse when he wants to be, and he gets things set up in no time.

He starts by simply standing behind the camera and watching the comments flood in.

Doie: no fucking way

yutAH: …

yutAH has donated $666

Lucas99: she’s not dead is she?

Doie: of course she’s not dead!

Doie: HAECHAN SHE’S NOT DEAD RIGHT?

ValentineJae97: watch him come out holding a knife

Doie: you’re not helping

ValentineJae97 has donated $666

NiceGuyJohnny has donated $666

TeamWang has donated $666

Haechan smiles to himself and looks up at your sleeping form. You shift and the blanket moves to show off your bare leg. It’s now that Haechan realizes you’re in a little silk nightie, and you’re not wearing underwear, which gives him perfect access- you for sure are down for this. For sure. He adjusts the camera to show just up to your shoulders.

Haechan licks his lips and slowly gets onto the bed, being careful not to jostle it and wake you. He settles between your thighs, laying on his tummy and gently grabbing at the fabric of your nightie dress with his fingers. He slides the silk up, taking in a breath.

The others have talked about your ‘magic pussy’ before, and Haechan has to admit that they’re right. He can see you’re already wet, and the idea that it’s because of him, because he’s brought you here and you know what he’s going to do to you- it drives him wild. 

Haechan looks up at your sleeping form, licking his lips again as he slowly brings his mouth to your core. His hands gently push at your thighs, making you open for him, and Haechan flattens his tongue to your entrance, licking up to your clit and circling it.

You groan above him, shifting in your sleep and excitement surges through Haechan. 

He loves this, loves teasing your sleeping body. He wonders how much he can give you before making you wake up. Can he get you to cum on his tongue before you’re even aware of him?

He remembers the camera behind him and gets even more smug. This will be his first time fucking you, and he’s going to make it count, which is more than he can say for the others who have been with you much longer. 

Haechan supposes there are pros and cons to being a new lover, but one of the best things about it, is that he knows what you like, and he can prove himself against all your past lovers, who are watching.

Haechan pushes his tongue just into your entrance, enjoying the way your warm walls welcome him. 

You moan again, louder this time, and Haechan swears it’s music to his ears. Your legs are closing around his head but he doesn’t even mind, he continues lapping at your entrance, nose bumping into your clit every few motions.

“Haechan-” fingers grasp his hair and the slight tugging makes Haechan groan, his eyes opening to look up at you.

You’re awake now, but still sleepy, that much is obvious, and it just makes your bedroom eyes even more extreme. 

You have your lower lip caught between your teeth and you grind your core down on his face, whimpering again at the contact.

Haechan takes this as a sign to work you harder, and he wraps his arms under your legs, adjusting your hips and digging his fingers into your thighs as he gets anchored on the bed. 

He presses his tongue to your entrance again, but this time he drags it up to your clit, paying extra attention to the sensitive bundle of nerves that has your legs quickly shaking on either side of Haechan’s head.

You grab at his soft hair again and Haechan let’s out a growl that vibrates straight through you. Your hips move, forcing your core down on Haechan’s face as he works you over the edge as easily as any of your lovers, two fingers sliding into you just as you cum.

You chant his name while Haechan removes his tongue from your clit, his fingers gliding into you with an extreme pace, pads of his digits reaching up for your gspot and driving you insane. It’s the most you can do to grab onto his hair and the sheets of the bed, your hips lifting with sensitivity as he makes you cum and cum and cum-

When Haechan finally releases you, your entire body slumps down to the bed, legs closing, and you watch Haechan lick his fingers clean. 

That’s when you notice the camera behind him and your insides spark to life again, a new gush of wetness rushing between your legs.

“Was that fun for you, gorgeous?” Haechan asks, and there’s something off about his words. You can feel the tension in the room, and one look at his eyes tells you he means business. His pupils are blown and he moves to stand behind the camera, shoulders squared.

“What else should we try to make you scream?” Haechan’s words aren't even really directed at you, you realize. His eyes are instead fixed on your phone, reading the comments that must be blowing up. 

He has the sound off, you can’t hear coins dropping, which must have been due to you being asleep when the cam room started.

You really enjoy Haechan. He’s a big pleaser, and he seems to be willing to try anything to make a situation fun. For him to dive into your pussy like that while you slept for your first cam room- you’d talked about it before and had been expecting it, leaving the opportunity open for him when you’d worn just a nightie to bed, but it’s still a bit shocking that Haechan had followed through with it.

“Edging?” Haechan’s amused voice draws you out of your own thoughts and you look up at the grinning man. “Aren’t you curious who suggested such a mean pastime?” 

You have a few guesses as to who it could have been, your mind going to your usual hard doms: Jinyoung, Jaebeom, Namjoon, Suga- maybe Jaehyun if he’s in a particularly bad mood, which, seeing you with Haechan is bound to put him in.

Instead, you shake your head, relaxing against the pillows. You know this will annoy Haechan, who is speaking to you with a tone that demands respect. 

Some guys just assume they have your respect, that they can dom you, but they have to earn it, and that’s something Haechan will learn with time.

Your nonchalant responses definitely push a button because Haechan leaves the camera to approach the bed again. “When I ask you a question, you answer.”

“Do I?”

You can see his skin starting to turn red with anger, and suddenly he grabs at your throat. You grin up at him, enjoying seeing this side of him. 

“I’ve already made you cum once, now be a good girl and show me you deserve it, or maybe I will just edge you all day,” he warns you.

At first you want to laugh, but then you stop to consider it. 

Haechan and you are on vacation, which means, if he wants to, he totally can just tie you up and do what he wants with you all day. You don’t have anywhere you need to be, there are no roommates who could barge in, and Haechan doesn’t have practice or interviews putting a time crunch on this. 

He has all the time in the world to do whatever he wants with you… so maybe you should start behaving.

“Okay,” you say, earning a squeeze of your throat.

“Okay, sir,” he corrects you, looking down at you with dark eyes.

“Okay, sir,” you repeat, mewling when instead of a reward, he tightens his grip on your neck again.

He studies you for a moment and you grasp at his forearm, looking up at him. 

It’s a power struggle, and when he releases you, it’s only because you both know he’s won. 

“You’re going to prove to me that you deserve this whole vacation,” Haechan tells you, and you’re a little surprised when he turns his back to you, going to sit on the foot of the bed. You can hear him undoing his belt. “Come over here and get on your knees.”

With the camera a few feet away from him, sucking Haechan off while he sits on the foot of the bed will give everyone a great view of your head bobbing and the idea brings a new tingle of delight to your core. 

You quickly get up, scurrying around the bed and collapsing to your knees exactly where he wants you.

You immediately grab his strong thighs, only to have your hands smacked away by Haechan, who is undoing the buttons of his pants now. “Be patient,” he snaps.

“Yes, sir.”

Your words are quick, unconsciously spoken, and they make Haechan smile smugly. 

“Good girl.” He reaches out and grabs your chin, brushing his thumb over your bottom lip and watching as you open your mouth to accept the digit. He allows you to suck on his finger for a few seconds, and then he leans backwards, holding himself up with both hands flat on the bed. “Get to it then.”

You nearly groan at his words, shuffling forward on your knees and reaching for the waistband of his pants. Haechan watches you carefully, sucking in a breath when you push his briefs down and pull out his cock. 

You’re in shock for a moment at his size and girth, and Haechan laughs at your reaction. 

“Cat got your tongue baby?” he teases, suddenly grabbing at your throat, “don’t think you can take it?”

“I can take it, sir,” you tell him, licking your lips and reaching for his thighs to squeeze them.

Haechan releases your neck and you immediately all but lunge for his cock, wrapping your lips around the head and kitten licking him before sinking down further on his shaft, swirling your tongue in quick motions. 

“Fuck, you are good at this,” Haechan praises you, a hand reaching for your hair and pushing it away from your face. You groan around his cock, pleasure rushing through you at his nice words, you’ve always been a bit of a slut for praise. 

You try to take as much of Haechan into your mouth as you can, throat constricting around him briefly before adjusting. 

“Just like that,” Haechan coos from above you, fingers petting your hair as you continue to suck him off like your life depends on it.

His hips move up in a jerky fashion when his grip tightens on your hair and you choke around his cock before being pulled off roughly, sputtering and gasping for air. “Pretty little cock slut,” Haechan’s words register in your mind as he hauls you to your feet.

He gets on the bed, dragging you with him so you’re both kneeling with your back to his chest. His hands hold you close, one slipping between your legs while the other drags the silky fabric of your nightie up your body. 

You tilt your head, leaning back against Haechan’s body as his fingers begin to play with your clit. 

“Are you going to fuck me, sir?” you whine, reaching behind you for his cock, which is still lubricated in your spit and makes it all too easy for you to stroke him smoothly, earning a growl from the man behind you.

Haechan presses his lips to your shoulder, dipping two fingers into your core. “Only because I've been wanting to for months.”

He grabs the bottom of your nightie and tears it up and off your body, free hand grasping your breast and pinching your nipple between his fingers. You gasp at the action, pushing your ass back against Haechan eagerly while you continue to pump his cock.

Then he’s pushing you forward abruptly, and your whole upper body collapses onto the bed, hands hauled behind your back and captured in a vice grip while Haechan massages your ass before giving you a harsh spank. 

“Don’t hold back your moans or you’ll be punished,” he tells you before positioning himself at your entrance.

You hold your breath, closing your eyes as you enjoy the way your face is smashed into the bed and the fact that Haechan is manhandling you like this. 

The head of his cock feels incredibly big as he pushes it into you, stretching your core out as he sinks into you inch by inch. 

When he’s fully sheathed inside of you, he lets out a groan, his free hand grabbing your waist and squeezing. He pulls almost fully out of you, only to slam back in, pushing your entire body forward. 

“Harder,” you whimper, lost in the feeling of Haechan finally fucking you.

He may have wanted you for months, but you’ve been just as needy for him, and he’s finally fulfilling your fantasies. 

Haechan tightens his grip on your wrists, pulling them farther back and straining your muscles as your chest is slightly lifted off the bed.

“Did you say something kitten?” he teases you, “because it sounded like you were trying to make demands.”

You mewl weakly, pushing your face into the mattress and shaking your head. “i’m sorry sir.”

A smack lands on your ass. “That’s what I thought. But, because you’re being bratty, you can fuck yourself.” 

He lets go of you abruptly, stilling behind you, and it only takes a moment for you to realize what he wants.

You push yourself up with weak arms and rock your hips back towards him, forcing his cock to fill you, then you pull away, repeating your motion and fucking yourself on his cock for the camera in front of you, which takes it all in. 

You reach a hand under your body to rub at your clit, pussy fluttering around Haechan and he scoffs at you, laughing. “So fucking needy.” Two hands grab your asscheeks, pulling them apart so he can watch you sink on his length.

You hear him spit, and you feel it land on you. A moment later Haechan is rubbing slick around your asshole, and your body tenses. 

You hadn’t expected Haechan to be an anal person, the idea hadn’t even crossed your mind, but now here he is, surprising you yet again.

Out of all your fuck buddies, Jaebum’s the one who explores anal with you the most, and although you’re used to it, it feels new and foreign now that it’s Haechan behind you. 

“Gonna let me make you feel good right?” Haechan asks, pressing just the tip of his thumb into your tight ring of muscle.

You moan from the intrusion, continuing to fuck yourself back against him. “Please sir.”

Haechan’s thumb sinks further into your hole, and his free hand gets a strong grip on your waist, his hips finding a slow pace that you match, groaning at the feeling. 

“I’m starting to think edging sounded like a great idea,” Haechan’s voice cuts through your pleasure haze and your eyes immediately flash open.

“No, please-” you whimper, cut off by a particularly harsh thrust of Haechan’s hips which make you moan loudly, “please make me cum sir, please?”

Another laugh behind you, a smack to your ass, then; “I guess you deserve it today.”

Haechan pulls your hips up slightly, causing his cock to slide past your gspot which makes you moan louder.  His thumb smoothly glides in and out of your tight hole, bringing that fun foreign pleasure that mixes with your own motions on your clit and has you teetering on the edge in moments.

“Please can i cum?” you moan loudly, “please, sir?”

“You can cum, but I'm still not done with you.” Haechan’s voice is a warning that you can’t even hear because fuck, he gave you permission and your pussy clamps down on his cock before he’s even done speaking. 

His name leaves your lips and you ball your hand up in the sheets, hiding your face in the bed as waves of pleasure wash over your body, made all the more sensitive by Haechan’s cock, which is still all but splitting you open with each thrust.

He removes his thumb from your ass and you whimper at the loss, only for Haechan to grab your waist with both hands and start thrusting into you so hard that the entire bed is slamming against the wall repetitively, matching your whimpers and wails of pleasure. 

“Told you, I’m not done yet.” Haechan’s voice is low and brings another wave of wetness to your core, his hand wrapping in your hair and dragging you up to your knees. 

You gasp at the new position, the way he forces you to arch your back by pressing on your waist, angling you exactly where he wants you.

Your eyes land directly on your camera, which is watching everything, and you can’t help but moan louder. 

Haechan scoffs behind you. “You love the attention, huh?” he seethes, thrusting into you even harder, “who do you think is watching, princess?” 

You moan in response.

“Use your fucking words.” He tugs your hair roughly. “I asked you a question. Who do you think is watching?”

“Johnny!” It’s the first name to come out of your lips. “I think Johnny is watching, sir,” you force out a full sentence, despite wanting to just curl up and allow Haechan to fuck you over the edge until you’re a whimpering, screaming mess, and you’re halfway there already.

“Oh, you think so?” Haechan lets go of your hair in favour of your throat, digging his fingers into your windpipe and cutting off your blood flow. “How about Jaehyun, huh?” He brings his mouth in close, biting your earlobe. “You have him wrapped around your pretty little finger.”

He releases your neck so he can push two digits past your lips and you accept them, sucking greedily as your orgasm builds. Your eyes flutter shut and sounds are leaving you uncensored. 

You don’t care about people hearing you because you’re in a private villa on the beach on vacation with Lee fucking Haechan. 

“You think they’re jealous?” 

Haechan’s voice is so low that you’re sure only you can hear it, and when he removes his fingers from your mouth to move them down to your clit again, you bite into your bottom lip to silence any moans that could overpower his sinful musings. 

“Watching me fuck you stupid on vacation.” Haechan laughs loudly again, and you wonder if maybe there’s another angle here, the fact that he’s saying things only you can hear must be riling up the men in the cam room. 

He’s laughing at them, you realize.

“When was the last time one of your sugar daddies took you on a weekend getaway, hmm?” Haechan asks, louder this time.

Oh, so he’s definitely rubbing this in their faces now.

“Answer me.” He fucks you even harder.

“I- I can’t-”

“Think harder,” he growls, his fingers working your clit.

“I- Namjoon took me to Tokyo a few months ago,” you confess.

“He did, did he?” Haechan removes his fingers from your entrance and instead shoves your face roughly back down into the bed sheets before grabbing your waist with both hands and thrusting directly into your gspot with every harsh snap of his hips, “and did you love it baby?”

“Fuck, yes, I fucking loved it sir, yes, I love it so much-”

You’re not even sure what you’re saying, so ‘dickmatized’ (dick-hypnotized) that you only care about making Haechan happy.

Did you love vacationing with Namjoon? Yes.

Do you love vacationing with Haechan? FUCK yes.

“Then cum on my cock like the filthy cam baby you are and show me how much you appreciate my kindness.” 

If your last orgasm had been like lightning shocks, sending jolts of pleasure throughout your body, then this is an all consuming fire. 

You’re gasping, grabbing at sheets and twisting in Haechan’s strong grip while he rides you both through intense orgasms that fill the room with the sound of moans and skin on skin. 

You can all but taste the sin in the air and you’re pretty sure you’ll be bruised from where Haechan is grabbing your waist, but you can’t even bring yourself to care. 

When Haechan finally comes to a stop, you take in a deep breath, shuddering when you release it as tears roll down your cheeks from how intense your orgasm had been. 

Haechan notices immediately, and he quickly pulls up his pants and sits on the bed, dragging your crumpled body into his lap and positioning you against his chest so he can brush your hair from your face. He covers your form with a blanket and you just let him hold your shivering body, which is still flooded with endorphins and all sorts of sex induced, conflicting emotions.

Haechan’s fingers are soft when they pet your hair, and he wipes away your tears. “I know baby, I know. My dick’s too good, he makes all the girls cry.”

“He?” you can’t help but laugh, grabbing at Haechan’s shirt and pressing your face against his chest, “your dick is a he?”

“Hey,” Haechan tuts, his hand coming down on your ass enough to make a sound but not enough to hurt, “cams still on, so you still have to call me sir.”

“Sure I do, sir,” you coo, smiling and closing your eyes as you get comfy against him. 

You’re sticky from the sex, and Haechan’s clothes are a rumpled mess and would look way better on the floor, but things still feel comfortable like this and you’re in no rush to get up.

In all the time you’ve known Haechan, you’ve never really known him to be the type to be fully happy with silences. He likes to fill voids, any voids, with his happy energy, his light, and his voice. But with you in his arms, he seems to be intent on being quiet, and soon you think you’re almost drifting to sleep.

“Camera?” you ask, reminding Haechan of your audience which he’d somewhat forgotten about as he’d simply watched you begin to doze off. 

“I’ll turn it off,” Haechan assures you, shifting under your body so he can go and shut down the cam room. 

“Is anyone even still in it?” you ask lazily, sitting up and pulling the blanket with you to cover your form as you watch Haechan move to stand behind your phone and the tripod.

“A few people,” Haechan tells you. “Johnny says to have a good vacation and actually take time to rest.” Haechan’s pretty brown eyes look up at you, full of mischief, and he smiles, “not likely. Okay, say goodbye.”

“Bye!” you wave at the camera, and a moment later Haechan is tossing your phone onto the tabletop before getting back onto the bed with you. 

“What are you thinking?” you ask when he doesn’t speak for a long time.

Haechan shrugs, “just thinking about all the ways I’m going to fuck the shit out of you while we’re on vacation.”

“Big plans then?” you tease, opening your arms for Haechan who is crawling up your body. You allow him to push you down until your back is on the bed and he’s caging you in once more, one of his hands hiking your leg high on his waist.

Haechan smirks at you, pressing a soft, playful kiss to your lips that leaves you wanting more, “the biggest.”

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You just want to get to Jaehyun’s room, but his broad frame blocks your way. The tall man smirks against your lips. “Eager?”

You bundle your hands in the hem of his sweater, pulling and nodding, lips moving to press kisses to the underside of his jaw. “Yeah.”

“Where’s your camera baby?” 

You pull away from his neck and laugh. “Where’s my camera?” You cock your eyebrow at him.

NCT boys really are something else. Lucas, Hendery, Johnny- all more than willing to film with you. You’re starting to realize that maybe the competition aspect of it makes them perform better, after all, they are all professionals who compete for a living. 

“We can use my phone,” you tell him, happy that it’s in your back pocket and easily accessible. Jaehyun reaches for it but you hold it to your chest, smirking at him. “We don’t have to film, you know?”

Jaehyun laughs, and he truly looks angelic. “I know we don’t have to,” he says, grinning down at you. “You have no idea how fucking hot this is, do you? All of us being able to do this with you?” The gorgeous idol grabs your hips again, pressing his lips to yours. This time he’s the one moving back towards his room, dragging you with him. “Turn your chat room on, then give me the phone,” he commands softly when you get to his door. 

You do as you’re told, watching quietly to see what he’ll do next.

“Go get naked, and then put on one of my shirts,” he instructs.

You follow through with this too, walking past Jaehyun into his room. His eyes, and the camera, follow you. 

He, they, watch you strip slowly. You keep your now bare back to the camera, teasing a little when you bend over to remove your jeans. 

You find a clean shirt folded by the bed and you put it on, smoothing it down so it lands on your mid thigh. Then you wiggle out of your panties.

You turn to face Jaehyun, eyes on him, waiting for further instruction.

“Now get on the bed,” he says, voice lowering. 

You do as you're told, getting into the familiar bed and laying flat, with your legs closed. 

A hand wraps around your ankle, dragging you down the bed. When you look, you see Jaehyun isn’t holding the phone anymore. Both of his hands force your legs open, and he pulls you the final short distance so that you’re situated right where he can reach you.

Your core is exposed now, and his warm breath makes your heart flip in your chest. You grab at the shirt covering your body and lift it higher, wrapping your fists in the fabric while you wait for him to do something.

“Jae-” you whine. 

A moment later you’re rewarded by his lips on your inner thigh. His kisses move towards your center, closer, closer- he changes to your other thigh and you groan in frustration, toes curling as a wave of the expected ghost pleasure runs through you. 

“Jae-” The whimper is drawn out and high pitched, you know he has a thing for this. The cute voice, the whining. 

You’re rewarded when his whole mouth lands on your pussy, tongue diving into you and making a jolt of pleasure run through your entire body. 

“Fuck-” You close your eyes and your back arches, hands moving down to grab at his pretty hair.

You’re once again shocked at all your men pulling out these wonderful tricks for the camera. They’re definitely competing in the best way possible.

Jaehyun’s eaten you out before, but usually on special occasions. Valentine boy is more of a quickie- or in public- rage fuelled kind of guy. This is a new side to him, but you know your mean dom is buried there somewhere.

A moan leaves your lips when a finger slides into your entrance, quickly followed by another. Jaehyun curls them up expertly, finding your gspot. 

“You look so cute in my clothes.” His mouth moves to press a sloppy kiss to the flesh of your inner thigh, and you shiver at the motion as his fingers work you up. “You still have my hoodie, right, Kitten?”

A sigh leaves your lips, followed by a small sound of affirmation. 

Jaehyun has a thing about his clothes and what happens when you wear them. 

You wearing his hoodie gives him a sense of ownership over you, and you’ll play along with it when it’s just the two of you, but one time you’d worn his shirt to hang out with him and Johnny and- well, Jaehyun can be entitled in general, so to have you in his clothes?

He acted as if you were his girlfriend the whole time, and it had been… interesting to say the least. You’re pretty sure he learned from it though, because he hasn’t done it to the same extent again since.

“Does it still smell like me?” The pink haired man prompts from between your legs, teeth grazing your skin.

You moan loudly, unable to truly give him answers because your mind is dizzy with pleasure. You can hear the squelching of your pussy with each thrust of his fingers, and your mind is getting foggier, overcome by the pleasure that Jaehyun always delivers.

“You looked so good in that hoodie every time you would facetime me during tour,” Jaehyun’s voice is smooth, confident, and loud enough for the camera (wherever it is) to pick it up. “Do you remember calling me right before we had to go on stage in LA? You were begging for some attention, just so you could get off on your own fingers, dirty girl.” 

You moan loudly as his digits work you harder, his thumb pressing down against your clit now to send shivers of shock running through every limb. 

“All it took was a little attention, right baby? You’re our little attention whore?” 

“Jae, please let me cum-” is all you can say in return, eyes closed, back arching as you try to hold back the waves of pleasure from crashing into you prematurely. You can’t cum without his permission, Jaehyun’s one of the meanest doms if you do.

“Tell me you’re my attention whore and then you can cum.” 

You bundle your hands up in the shirt, pulling it higher to expose more of your abdomen as words begin to tumblr from your lips, “I’m your little attention whore, I fucking love it when you make me cum, please Jae, please-”

Jaehyun doesn’t even give you a verbal confirmation this time, instead, he brings his mouth back down to your pussy. His lips wrap around your clit and you explode on his fingers, which continue to glide in and out of you, pressing up against your gspot. 

Your legs shake around Jaehyun’s frame, unable to close, and one of his hands comes to grab your waist, keeping you still so he can flick and suck on your clit throughout your entire orgasm. 

You push at his head when he doesn’t let up, but Jaehyun ignores you, forcing your orgasm to be prolonged until your legs are twitching and tears are rolling down your cheeks. He knows you’ll say your safe word if you need to, but until then, he gets to do whatever he wants, and what he wants, is to make you cum harder than anyone else.

Jaehyun listens to your pretty sounds, which become less whimpery as you steady yourself, your grip in his hair going slack. You continue to pull loosely at the pretty pink strands, catching your breath while he moves to kiss at your thighs.

Jaehyun suckles on the sensitive skin of your inner thigh until he’s sure there will be a mark, something to remind you who was here, something to remind the others. 

“Jae-” his name sounds like a prayer leaving your lips, your fingers finding a harder hold in his hair again.

Your hips move forward, and Jaehyun smirks against your thigh, “You want more princess?” he asks.

“Yes Jae.”

Jaehyun hums, breath fanning over your entrance and sending shivers through your body. “You’re not begging yet, baby.” Jaehyun pulls away from you all at once, and you immediately try to fix your error, pleas echoing through the room on ears that aren’t listening.

Jaehyun pulls off his shirt as he stands at the foot of the bed, eyes taking in your body while you admire his own washboard-esque abdomen. 

He licks his lips with appreciation of your form, then turns his back to you, heading over to his desk to grab your phone. Now that you see where it was, you can imagine how good Jaehyun eating you out looked, and your tummy flip flops with delight. 

“Please Jaehyun-” you whine again, on your knees now as you crawl towards him at the foot of the bed. You know what he wants, you always know with Jaehyun. 

His cock is straining deliciously against his sweatpants. You look up at the man who is grinning down at you like the cheshire cat, phone in hand, capturing every moment.

You reach out for his cock, ready to push down his pants, but Jaehyun smacks your hand away. 

“You’re still not begging,” he reminds you, grabbing your jaw roughly, “haven’t I taught you how to behave properly, pretty girl?”

You swallow thickly. 

So this is the angle. He wants you to really play it out for the camera, wants an ego kick. 

You can give it to him.

“Jae, please? You know how much I love sucking your cock,” you pout, tilting your head and making doe eyes. 

Jaehyun’s smirk widens as he looks down at you, eyes scanning the comments in the cam room. He’s always been on the other side of it, it’s odd to be holding the camera, holding the power.

Heychannie: nooooona come down to the 5th floor when ur done :(

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Heychannie: who the fuck gave Doyoung the link for the camroom

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Jaehyun can’t believe they’re bickering like this when he just ate you out and made you cum. 

Is your begging not hot enough to be discussed or envied over? 

Jaehyun feels his skin heat with emotion and his eyes shift back up to you. You’re still pouting up at him, a hand slowly reaching for his cock again. This time he allows you to touch it, and you stoke the outline which strains against his sweatpants. 

You groan. “Jae, please, I want you inside of me.” 

When you look up at him again he notices the tear stains on your cheeks from the orgasm he’s already given you. Then Jaehyun is grabbing your chin roughly again, bringing the camera nice and close to you. His thumb wipes a tear away, with careful attention to make sure the men in the chat see it.

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“Aw, did I make you cry earlier, pretty girl?” Jaehyun smirks, moving his thumb to your lips.

You suck him into your mouth immediately, tasting the saltiness of your own tears and nodding solemnly. He lets you suck on his thumb only to pull it away too quick. 

“Your tongue felt so good on me, Jae,” you coo, knowing he wants all the verbal affirmation you can give him. “Please let me make you feel good.”

“Fine.”

HeyChannie: DID HE JUST SAY “FINE”?!??!?!?!?!

yutAH: fuuuuck

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“But no hands.” Jaehyun’s voice is low now, the warning clear. 

You blink up at him for a moment, realizing what he wants, and you lick your lips. 

“Yes, daddy,” you answer obediently before you move towards his abdomen face first, eager to get your teeth gripped onto his sweatpants so you can drag them down. 

The first thing you do is simply let your breath fan over his lower stomach, and you watch the small tremor that works its way through his body in reaction. 

Jaehyun hisses when your tongue licks a long stripe from his naval down to the waistband of his sweats. You make sure to be careful as you sink your teeth into fabric, letting out a playful growl as you move your head down, pulling his pants with you.

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HeyChannie: hands are so fun tho :(

NiceGuyJohnny: You just think that because you’ve never had her mouth before. Trust me. It’s enough

Doie: ^^^^^

HeyChannie: ok but seriously wtf, am i the only person on the 5th floor she hasn’t fucked yet-

Jaehyun’s not wearing underwear, so when his sweatpants are down, his cock springs up against his abdomen. 

You lick your lips again, able to feel your mouth watering at the sight of his glorious cock. Like the rest of him, it’s simply beautiful, a word you generally don’t use to describe dicks. 

You start at the base of his cock, licking up to the tip. You consider staying there and swirling your tongue around him, but you decide that if he wants to play by saying you can’t use your hands, you can tease Jae too. 

Your tongue descends down his shaft again, coating it in saliva. “Jae?” you whine, looking up at him and the camera, “Can I suck you off, please?”

He’ll never punish you for asking permission, and this way he can’t try to fight you for teasing him now. You can pretend you’re doing it while you wait for his command, not just for the hell of it. 

You watch Jaehyun’s expression soften, a smile appearing on his lips. “Of course baby girl, show daddy how much you love sucking his cock.”

“Can I touch your thighs now please?” you kitten lick up his shaft. You need to steady yourself against something if you’re going to be blowing him without the help of your hands. 

“Of course, baby.” 

As soon as your hands are placed on the dancer’s strong thighs, you feel more stable. 

You wrap your lips around the head of his cock, taking more of him into your mouth, swirling your tongue around and around.

“Take more,” Jaehyun urges you, hips twitching to force his cock farther into your mouth.

You sink down as much as you can, till the head of his cock bumps into the back of your throat, which swallows around him and makes Jaehyun groan. 

“You’ll let me fuck your face, right, baby?” Jaehyun asks, free hand petting your hair.

You suck on him a moment longer before pulling off of his cock, mouth still connected by a string of saliva. 

When you look up at Jaehyun, he can see a tear just beginning to fall from your left eye, when he’d hit the back of your throat and you’d gagged, it must have triggered your eyes to water too. 

He takes great sadistic pleasure in that singular tear. The way your lips are puffy. The look of complete desperation on your face. “Please fuck my face,” you whimper.

“Dirty girl,” Jaehyun chuckles, plunging his cock back past your lips. His free hand grabs the back of your head, keeping you still as his hips begin to thrust. It takes everything in him to keep the camera steady as he uses you for his own pleasure.

 HeyChannie: she just lets him use her-

NiceGuyJohnny: such a good girl

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Lucas99: fuck i miss her

HeyChannie: HA! Loser!

yutAH: don’t be SOFT

Doie: you still haven't even fucked her Haechan

HeyChannie: Doyoung unlock your door I just want to talk.

Jaehyun’s grip in your hair tightens and pain shoots through your scalp, which you enjoy because it distracts you from Jaehyun repeatedly hitting the back of your throat with his cock. 

“Open your eyes kitten,” Jaehyun growls. “Look up at me.”

You do as you’re told, which is difficult because fuck- you just want to close your eyes and enjoy him using you.

“Bet you just love this,” Jaehyun sneers, “choking on cock.” You groan around him. “Being on your knees.” You can feel wetness pooling between your legs and you dig your nails into Jaehyun’s thighs to remind yourself not to dare touch yourself without permission. “Bet you’re so fucking wet too, just from this.”

He roughly pulls you off of his cock and you’re left sputtering, drool and precum a mess on your mouth, lips and chin, but you don’t care, immediately voicing the words you know he wants to hear; “fuck, Jae, I’m so wet for you, please, I need you so bad, I love your cock, please just fuck me, I need it-”

He shoves you roughly so that you fall back onto the bed, then he adjusts you so he can slide the head of his cock between your wet folds, gathering your slick there and coating himself as the camera takes it all in. 

“You’re so messy,” Jaehyun coos, hips thrusting of their own accord, which only succeeds in making his cock slide up and bump against your clit, sending a shiver through your entire body as you grab the sheets to anchor yourself. 

Lucas99: just fuck her, we’re all at practice-

KittyTae: GO BACK TO PRACTICE

Lucas99: we’re in the bathroom it’s fine

KittyTae: ALL OF YOU????

Jaehyun snickers at the fight going on and you groan, “Please-”

“Be patient.” Jaehyun smacks your inner thigh, right over the mark he’d made earlier. Then he grabs his cock again, continuing to toy your entrance with it. He slips just the head of his dick inside of you and you moan- only for him to pull it out- then do it again.

“Jae!” You’re nearly shaking with need.

“Touch yourself,” Jaehyun instructs.

Your hand finds your clit before his words are even out of his mouth fully, and you rub it vigorously, wetness coating your fingers and making it all too easy. Then your other hand comes down and you grab Jaehyun’s cock, pumping him once before he moves your hand away. “Please-” you whine for the umpteenth time. 

Jaehyun slides his cock into you with a groan. “So fucking tight baby.” Your pussy clenches around him and he chuckles. “Are you close already?”

“Yes.”

“Yes what?”

“Yes, daddy.” 

Your eyes are closed and Jaehyun inspects your face, you’re broken for him and he loves it. He could ask you for anything right now and you’d give it to him. 

Luckily Jaehyun isn’t feeling too sadistic tonight.

He focuses the camera on your entrance, watching with fascination as he disappears into you over and over again. 

His pace is slow, and it leaves you clawing at the bed. 

“Please, go faster-” your motions on your clit haven’t ceased, and Jaehyun realizes if you cum, he may cum too. Your oral skills are just too damn good, and you look so fucking sexy, still in his shirt- but damn, he misses your tits.

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“Kitten, take off the shirt.” Jaehyun’s voice is smooth, calm, collected- as if he’s not fucking you to the point that you’re nearly a blubbering needy mess on his bed. 

You do as you’re told, and everyone's eyes stay fixed to your chest as you pull the fabric up and over your head, your breasts spilling out into the open air deliciously.

Jaehyun’s large hand finds your left boob, and he squeezes your flesh. “So pretty,” he tells you, fingers pinching at your nipple, forcing a whimper out of your throat.

“You want to cum, baby girl?” Jaehyun asks.

“Please, Jae-”

The neediest whine he’s ever heard in his life leaves your lips when he pulls his cock out of your entrance. But he quickly replaces it with his fingers, which slam up into your gspot with shocking precision. 

Jaehyun’s always been competitive, and when he’s working to make you cum- well, he goes 100%. 

“If you stop I stop,” Jaehyun says when he sees your motions falter on your own clit, body getting too sensitive as he works you up. 

Although he has the camera down on where his fingers are slamming into you- Jaehyun watches your face. 

He watches the way your eyes clench shut, chest heaving as he forces and orgasm out of you. He sees how desperately you try to keep pressure on your clit, but your legs shudder, trying to close around his hand when he keeps finger fucking you, prolonging everything and making you cry out. 

“Legs open or you dont get my cock,” Jaehyun growls.

He can see the effort you put into forcing your legs open, body shaking from your orgasm. “Jae!” you nearly scream his name when his thumb finds your clit.

He just smirks as he makes you ride it out, and all you can do is make horribly sinful sounds and hold onto the bed sheets like they’re your life line. 

You’re aware of Jaehyun pulling his fingers from you, and you hear him groan and say “you taste so good kitten,” but you’re too exhausted to care. 

“Still want my cock?” His hard member slides against your entrance and your whole body jolts, eyes snapping open. You swallow thickly and nod.

The camera’s not in his hands anymore, no, you see it behind him, back on the desk near the foot of the bed. 

“On your knees facing the camera baby,” Jaehyun instructs. But he doesn't even give you a chance to move yourself, instead he pulls you up himself, situating you exactly where he wants you while he sets up behind you.

You arch your back and push your bum out for him, moaning and shuddering when he breathes against your neck, hands smoothing down your shoulders to your hands. 

Lips kiss your neck, and then one of his arms snakes across your abdomen and ribs, which secures you to his chest. You feel his cock at your entrance once more and you sink down on him.

You both moan and Jaehyun buries his face in your neck, speckling your skin in kisses and little love bites that send shivers of delight through your body. 

One of his hands finds your hip, and the other stays anchoring you, moving up to your breast to pinch at your nipple, then his fingers wrap securely around your throat. 

“Look at the camera, princess,” Jaehyun tells you, his hips moving slowly at first, as he had when he had you on your back. 

“Jae-” You want to beg him for more, but his hand restricts your throat further, and your words are choked back. 

The time for talking is over.

His hips move quickly, and small sounds of pleasure leave your lips, pitch getting higher as Jaehyun goes faster. 

You grab at his forearm, which is warm and steady, and your tight grip prompts him to choke you more. 

You can feel the effect of his grip when your breathing is cut off, and when this happens, it starts to feel like your whole body is alit with pleasure. 

Your senses are heightened as Jaehyun pounds into you, fingers digging into your hip so hard you wonder if it will bruise. Jae’s always the one who leaves you with the most unintentional bruises, he never means to- he just gets so wrapped up in you. And who can blame him?

Your pussy clamps down on Jaehyun, so sensitive from two orgasms which Jaehyun mercilessly forced out of you. 

Jaehyun lets up on your throat and your body sucks in air.

“Please cum for me Jae, please!” you beg him, so close to the edge yourself- you don’t think you’ll be able to handle it if he doesn’t cum with you. You can’t handle more orgasms, not when they’re like this, not when they’re from Jae-

Jaehyun growls behind you, sinking his teeth into your shoulder. He doesn’t say anything, but you know he’ll cum too, and all you can do is hold on until he does. 

The pleasure between your legs is building and building and building, your tummy almost hurting as your muscles try to hold off your orgasm, which only makes you squeeze his cock tighter.

“Fuck,” Jaehyun growls, and the word throws you over the edge. 

You can barely think coherent thoughts as Jaehyun’s hips diligently work you both through your powerful orgasms, moans filling the room to cover the sound of skin on skin. 

His hand on your throat makes it all the more pleasurable, a firm grip making breathing just difficult enough to send jolts of electricity sparkling over your skin. 

When his hips finally slow, Jaehyun just holds you for a moment. You can feel the rapid beat of his heart behind you, and his grip on you is tight. 

He doesn’t want to let go of you. Not now. Not ever.

But soon, you struggle in his grasp, and Jaehyun is brought back down to earth from the heavenly orgasm cloud he’d been floating on while having you a prisoner in his arms. 

He lets you go and you collapse down onto the bed, eyes closed.

Jaehyun gets up quickly, not interested in the camera getting too good of a look at his cock- he supposes Jinyoung from Got7 had the right idea on that account. 

Once the camera is in his hands and his sweatpants are on, Jaehyun comes to the bed. He allows your phone to see all the marks blooming on your skin, reminders that he was there, and finally he reaches your face. 

“How are you feeling, pretty girl?” he asks, thumb reaching out to brush away a tear that’s rolled down your cheek again.

Jaehyun gives your orgasms that are so powerful sometimes that your body doesn’t even know how to handle them, and this usually leads to tears. You feel your skin heat in embarrassment and you sniffle, rubbing your eyes and hiding your face in the blankets. “Good,” you mumble.

Jaehyun laughs. “Fucked you stupid, didn’t I, baby girl?” 

His hand smooths down your exposed thigh and then he lightly smacks your ass, watching the jiggle with fascination, and enjoying the squeak that leaves your lips, still audible despite your face being now hidden. 

He watches the chat, which is exploding with comments and donations, and Jaehyun turns the cam off, setting your phone down. Then he lays down behind you, curling up so his warmth can spread through you. His lips press kisses to your shoulders, taking care to avoid the small bite mark he’d ‘accidentally’ left. He knows you don't mind the marks.

“You okay?” he asks, voice soft, and you know he’s put the camera away. 

You turn around in his arms to face him, not saying anything, instead you just rest against his chest, listening to his heart.

“Johnny says they have dinner down on the 5th floor if you want some,” Jaehyun tells you after a moment. “Are you hungry?”

You nod against his chest. 

“Do you want to go down, or would you like me to go get food for you and bring it back up here?” His fingers stroke your hair.

“Who’s down there right now?” you ask breathing in his pretty smell. ‘How does he never smell bad after sex?’ you wonder.

“I think everyone’s home on the fifth floor,” Jaehyun answers. “Johnny, Doyoung, Taeyong and Haechan were all watching.”

Your pussy flutters at the idea. You’d just recently given Doyoung the link to get into the room. You’re not sure why you hadn’t thought he’d like the idea of the cam room when you made it. 

You know Doyoung can be pretty… intense, but he’d messaged you last week to inquire on everything, and how could you resist the beautiful man.

“I think I'm good to go down to the 5th floor for food,” you sigh.

Jaehyun hadn’t realized there was a right and a wrong answer until you speak. 

Wrong answer. In his eyes, anyways. He wants you all to himself.

But you made your choice.

He can’t fault you for that.

Jaehyun pulls away from you, instead of giving you your own clothes, he grabs you his shirt and a pair of sweats. Your jeans wouldn’t have been comfortable. 

You can go down to eat with the others, but he’ll be damned if you’re not wearing his shirt.

Jaehyun helps you to your feet and dresses you, pressing many soft kisses against your skin. He makes you giggle when he pays close attention to your face, peppering it with his love-

Jaehyun holds your hand as you exit the dorms and take the elevator down 5 floors. You’re a little wobbly on your legs and it feels nice to have your secure protector next to you. 

Haechan opens the door for you at the 5th floor dorm, and engulfs you in a hug, only to pull away and crinkle his nose. “You smell like Jaehyun.”

“No shit,” Jaehyun says as he moves past the younger man, heading to the kitchen where Johnny is cooking. 

Taeyong and Doyoung have wine out, and both of them have the shame to look away from Jaehyun when he enters. They just watched him fuck the shit out of you after all-

Haechan and Johnny? They act as if this is the most normal thing in the world, Johnny pulling you to his side so you can taste his cooking. Johnny makes you open your mouth so he can spoon feed you, making an ‘ah’ sound that has Jaehyun’s skin heating with jealousy.

He has to remind himself, you’re not his. 

And, from the way you look up at Johnny with stars in your eyes, he realizes you may never be.

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He approaches the bed and you strain your ears when he stops near the foot of the mattress, as if he’s thinking, although you know he probably has the entire night planned.

“Should we start low and work you up? Or just go to the highest setting?” 

The vibrator buzzes angrily and then calms down, the lowest setting: also known as ‘Jinyoung’s favourite form of clit torture’. 

“If I put this between your legs, you’ll be a good girl and keep it there, right? Or do I have to tie your legs up too, so you can’t get away?” 

“I can be good,” you say immediately, taking a deep breath as he lowers the vibrator. 

It’s a wand, and the large head rests gently against your entrance, vibrations tingling through you. They feel good, but they’re not enough to make you cum, and Jinyoung knows it.

He turns and doesn’t say anything, heading towards the door, and you pull against your bindings, wishing you could see him. “Wait, where are you going?” you call.

“Always so selfish,” he tuts, pausing. “You think all of us just sit around and wait all day for you to start a show? Some of us are busy, in practice, or working out, we can’t all just stop what we’re doing, so, I’m going to give people a chance to sort themselves out, and join the cam room.”

He’s going to give them time?

“How much time?”

“As long as it takes for you to scream for me and really mean it.” He closes the door firmly behind him. 

Jinyoung heads to the kitchen, opening his phone so he can watch you while he makes himself some tea. 

The chat section makes him grin, people seem to be freaking out about the way he’s treating you.

NiceGuyJohnny: can’t believe he’s making her wait

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Jinyoung wonders sometimes why you even bother with the younger members of certain groups. 

He wasn’t too impressed by Lucas and Hendery fucking you in an alley cam show, as if they could even call that exhibitionism. 

He’s fucked you while you sat on his lap at a group movie night with the got7 Maknae’s before, now that was exhilarating. It hadn’t been his fault that the other Hyungs had ditched though, and had Jinyoung really wanted to watch a Disney movie with Bambam, Youngjae and Yugyeom? 

And then there was that time he’d made you cum on his fingers at a dinner with the guys, you’d made an effort to never sit next to him again, but now that Jinyoung has seen what you get up to with Jaebeom and Mark on your cams with them... well, he wonders what Jackson’s like, and why you feel so safe sitting with him at restaurants. 

“Fuck,” your voice draws his attention up and he notes the way you’re squirming in your handcuffs. 

Your legs are still open, giving the camera a nice view of the toy on your clit.

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Jinyoung thinks these are Stray Kids, and he feels confident in his assessment when a third notable name pops up into the chat.

TrueCatLordHo: when the fuck is he going to come back and ruin her

He thinks this is Minho from Stray Kids. 

Jaebeom had mentioned a ‘cat war’ in the Cam Room, user names about cats. Jaebeom is under the impression that he’s the dominant cat enthusiast because of all his cat themed sex toys, and Jinyoung doubts some younger Stray Kid could ever be the ‘true cat lord’. 

But, the comment makes him a little mad. Don’t these guys know anything about finesse? 

All these men have tried to make you beg for it, had been so needy for your praise, but not Jinyoung. 

He’ll show them what begging truly is. 

Jinyoung notes the way your hands curl, fingers digging into your palms. You’ve always been his little pain slut, and he knows that the vibrator isn’t enough for you.

You’re not struggling enough.

Good thing the vibrator is wireless and connects to his phone.

Jinyoung turns the vibrator up a notch, returning to the cam room to see your reaction.

You’re whimpering now, lip captured between your teeth. He watches you grind down a little on the vibrator, testing it out. 

Jinyoung has rules, and he knows you won’t cum unless he gives you permission. He can see you trying to figure out how much pleasure you should allow yourself.

It’s still not enough for him.

He turns the vibrator up to 75%, returning to the cam room to find that your moans have gotten louder and your legs are shuddering. He can see you fighting the urge to close your thighs and dislodge the toy. 

Jinyoung smiles, you’re such a good girl for him. 

He’s enjoyed earning your respect, it’s a distinction for him, to be able to see the difference between how you react to him versus other men who you aren’t a full sub for. 

Jinyoung can appreciate the way that you and Jaebeom are, he hadn’t been shocked to see that the two of them have similar sexual tastes, but he also enjoys the small differences. 

You might not be his, but when you’re in his bed, he can do whatever he wants, and you’ll thank him for it.

Your whines are getting harder to control, and he hears the soft “Jinyoung”, your first cry for him. “Jinyoung!” you say, louder this time. He still can’t hear you from his kitchen, and he’s content to just wait and watch.

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The chat explodes in an argument that Jinyoung doesn’t care for, besides, Mark can orgasm as much as he wants from this weak teasing, the main event is still yet to come. 

You struggle against your handcuffs, eyes closing, lips parting. You force your own legs open more, shifting the vibrator to be nearly directly on your clit, and Jinyoung watches with interest as you grind down on the toy. 

He can see the vibrations running through you, the head of the vibrator a blur on the screen between your legs. The head is coated in your slick, and Jinyoung licks his lips.

You’ve probably had enough.

“Jinyoung!” You pull at your handcuffs.

He knows if it’s too much, you can always just kick the vibrator away. Jinyoung never puts you in situations you can’t get out of, he has some decency. And he lets you know that you can escape too, it makes the struggle more intense.

You can easily escape the vibrations, end your torment, but you don’t, because when you give up, that’s it. No more sex. Just aftercare. And you’re not a quitter.

NiceGuyJohnny: but seriously where is he

Jinyoung likes Johnny. In fact, out of all the men you’re sleeping with, Jinyoung respects Johnny on a dom to dom level more than anyone else (other than Jaebeom of course). 

Just like Jinyoung, Johnny knows your tolerance level, knows the difference between being mean sexually for fun, and downright nastiness. 

Jinyoung slides his phone in his pocket and stands, leaving his tea to cool on the counter while he rejoins you in the bedroom, just as you call his name a final time.

You’re shuddering when he opens the door, able to hear that he’s come back in, lip pouting out. 

“Please?” It’s not specific, just one word hanging in the air, but Jinyoung knows what you’re asking for.

“You can cum,” he tells you, leaning in the doorway and watching as you grind down on the vibrator. 

It only takes a moment for pleasure to wash over your body, your back arching, face half covered by your blindfold. But the movement nudges the vibrator out of the way, and your head snaps up.

Before you can plead for Jinyoung, he steps to the bed, adjusting the vibrator.

However, instead of letting it just sit there like it had been before, he presses it against your already pulsating clit. 

Screams leave your lips as the pleasure gets more intense, your legs shutting around Jinyoung’s arm, but he forces them open, making sure the camera still has a view.

Waves of pleasure take over, and once your orgasm is done, Jinyoung moves the toy, turning it off, then he removes your blindfold, watching you adjust to the light of the room. 

You’re breathing heavily, legs shut and pulled up towards your chest. With your hands still cuffed to the headboard, you can’t hug yourself like you’d like to, can’t curl up into a ball and let the last few aftershocks of pleasure course through your form.

Jinyoung sits on the bed next to you, his fingers rubbing over your thigh, up and down, close to your entrance but not close enough. 

He waits until you open your eyes, blinking at him, then he offers you a small smile. “Was it good?” 

“Not as good as having you would be,” you answer, making him smirk, you always know what to say to make him feel good, but he always knows what to say to solidify himself as the mean dom.

“I just let you cum, and you’re still trying to beg for my cock?” 

“I want it,” you insist, furrowing your eye brows and trying to be cute for him, which just makes him laugh harder.

His hand slides down again, but this time, his thumb presses to your clit, making you jolt.

“You’ll take what I give you,” he says. “Only little whores beg for more.”

“Then I’m your little whore,” you groan, head falling back against the pillows when two of his fingers slide into your pussy, coming out coated in your slick. 

“I know, baby,” Jinyoung smiles, “but today, you’re going to be on your best behaviour for me.” His fingers crook up, finding your g-spot easily. “To show your playthings watching, how you act when you’re with a real man. No more talking back or I’ll have to gag you, and you don’t want that do you?”

You shake your head, biting your lip, determined to stay quiet.

His thumb continues to gently rub your clit while his fingers glide in and out of you. 

He’s not even moving them particularly fast, but it feels so good. Your pussy is squelching with need, and the fact that you know he’s not going to give you his dick makes it even worse.

“Should I let you cum on my fingers?” he asks, eyes fixed on where they’re disappearing inside of you. 

“Yes, please, sir,” you answer, pulling at your handcuffs.

You love touching Jinyoung. Having your hands bound is always extra torture for you. His soft hair is your favourite, especially when he’s eating you out, which you know he will. 

You wonder how many times he’s going to make you cum, and your pussy flutters just thinking about it, making Jinyoung grin. “What are you thinking about?” he asks.

“Wondering how many times you’ll let me cum,” you answer, knowing it’s best to be honest with him.

Jinyoung hums. “Haven’t decided yet.”

His fingers move faster, and the moans slipping past your lips show him that you enjoy it. His digits ram up into your g-spot, and your clit is still sensitive from the vibrator, which means you’re achingly close within seconds.

As you’re about to tip over the edge, JInyoung pulls his fingers from your pussy.

“No, please-” you begin to beg, watching Jinyoung lick his fingers clean which just makes you wetter, “please, please, please-”

“Please what?”

“Please let me cum,” you clarify, wiggling your hips in an effort to get his attention back to where you need him most. “please sir, I need it-”

“You’re dripping all over the bed princess,” Jinyoung coos, collecting some of your wet with his fingers, he brings it up to rub over your clit and your body jolts, wanting to fall over the edge but being unable to. You’re so close, if he’d just give in-

“Please, please, please-” You pout, and Jinyoung smiles.

You’re already a begging mess for him, and he’s just started.

“Fine, you can cum.” He slides his fingers back into your pussy, angling them up and finding a speed that makes your screams return. He watches with interest as you cum, face contorting, pussy clamping down on his fingers as you twist in your binds. 

You’re nearly crying with pleasure by the time he takes his fingers from you.

Your eyes are closed and you hear him undo your handcuffs, pulling you up into sitting position. You notice that he’s holding his right hand to the side, doing everything with his left as he drags you to the foot of the bed, where he sits behind you.

It’s a few moments of comfort, leaning back against his solid chest.

His lips press to your neck, and you look directly at the camera, moaning loudly when his left hand slides between your legs. Then two fingers are shoved in your mouth, the fingers on his right hand, still coated in your orgasm. 

You suck on them greedily. 

“At least everyone knows you enjoy having things shoved into your mouth.” Jinyoung breathes, kissing your neck as his fingers rub at your pussy, just touching your clit, which pulses with every micro movement.

He takes his fingers away from your mouth once he’s sure they’re clean, moving them down to pinch at your nipple, the first stimulation you’ve had there all night. Your back arches and you gasp.

“Please fuck my mouth,” you say immediately, resting your head back against his shoulder and tilting your face towards him, nose rubbing his jaw while his arms encircle your body, keeping you steady. 

“How about I let you fuck my face?” he retorts. 

He usually isn’t one for face riding, but today is different. He thinks the view will be nice.

“Yes- please,” you breathe, sad when he moves away from being behind you.

 He lays down with his head near the foot of the bed, and you hesitantly straddle him. The camera will have a perfect view because you’re facing it, and Jinyoung won’t even really have to do anything other than watch you fuck his face.

He smirks at you from between your legs, hands settling on your thighs and forcing you down onto his awaiting mouth. He holds his tongue flat for you, and you test it out, rubbing your sensitive pussy against him. 

Jinyoung’s right hand moves up, and his fingers pinch your nipple, a silent order to move faster.

It feels so good to have his tongue on you, but he’s not really doing much with it. You know he could do so many things, but he’s purposefully doing nothing, purposefully being a dick to you. 

You throw your head back, hips finding their own motion on his tongue. You’re going to cum whether he makes you cum or not, his tongue is enough, it will be enough-

His hand continues to knead your breast and your moaning is getting louder. Jinyoung remembers why he hates this position; because when you cum, you can lift yourself off of him and get away. He doesn’t want that.

Every orgasm he lets you have, is his to give, his to abuse and prolong. 

You don’t get any power, and right now, you have some, even if it’s just miniscule. 

You grind down harder on his face, chasing your own pleasure, and Jinyoung decides you’ve had enough of the power he’s gifted you, you’re already being bad, you should know better than to become a whining slut riding his face the way you are.

You’re surprised when he taps your thigh twice, a signal between the two of you, and you reluctantly lift yourself from his mouth. 

You watch quietly, like a good girl, as he slips out from under you. He kneels on the floor at the foot of the bed, pushing you down so your back is on the bed and you’re spread for him and the camera.

“Dirty kitten trying to get herself off on my face,” Jinyoung tuts, teeth nipping at your thigh. 

“You told me to fuck your face-” you mewl, reaching down to grab at his pretty hair now that your hands are free.

“I didn’t tell you to cum,” Jinyoung says, his breath fanning over your pussy and making you shiver. 

His mouth covers your core quickly after that, and you remember another reason why you enjoy Jinyoung so much: he always delivers. 

A night with Jinyoung resulting in any less than three orgasms? Crazy. 

Your third is just around the corner, and you both know it. His tongue dipping into your entrance. 

You’ve had his fingers, and his tongue, but you’re still missing his cock.

“Please fuck me,” you whine.

He chuckles against your pussy.

“Please sir, with your cock,” you continue, words barely coherent.

“Is my tongue not good enough for you?” he asks, fingers sliding into your pussy as he looks up at you. "Also, didn’t I tell you not to talk back to me?” 

“Sorry sir, but I want your cock so bad-” you whine, earning a smack on your inner thigh that shuts you up. 

Then something soft lands on your chest and you look down to see that Jinyoung has retrieved your panties from where they’d been discarded on the floor, they’re now in a bundle on your breasts, and Jinyoung is looking at you expectantly. 

“In your mouth,” he tells you. 

You lick your lips, giving in and putting your ruined panties into your mouth. 

It’s sinful, your senses taken over by the smell and taste of your own arousal, but it earns you Jinyoung’s mouth again, his lips wrapping around your clit.

You cry out from the stimulation, grabbing at his hair and pulling, which pushes him to be even meaner, tongue flicking your clit repeatedly. You can hear his mouth on you, Jinyoung doesn’t love oral as much as he likes other things, but when he eats you out, he does it right.

Your hips begin to lift off the bed and his free hand lands on your waist, pushing you down against the bed and applying pressure that makes your insides flutter.

You bite down on the panties in your mouth, which really aren't doing a good job at keeping you quiet, still holding back from cumming because Jinyoung hasn’t given you the green light.

He smirks at the strain on your face, he can tell you’re trying so hard to be good for him. 

“Good girl,” he coos, enjoying the way your pussy clenches on his fingers at the praise, “cum for me.”

You explode on his digits, pitiful sounds leaving your lips around the makeshift gag. Your hands moving to clutch the bedsheets to keep you grounded as he works you through it, mouth back on your pussy, tongue lapping at you while his fingers continue to ravage your entrance. 

It becomes too much and you put your hands between your legs, pushing at Jinyoung’s face. 

He doesn’t let up, and he pins your hands to your waist, holding you down by your hips as he continues to eat you out, eager for another quick orgasm, which he knows will be easy enough to work out of you since you’ve just cum for him. 

You’re sure you’re crying from how good it feels, entire body buzzing with pleasure as you cum again. 

You can feel each heart beat, blood rushing through your body, and breathing is difficult around the gag. You try to breathe through your nose but that’s hard too. All the stimulants make you feel like you’re in heaven, melding together to form a perfect orgasm. 

Jinyoung finally moves away from your entrance and you immediately pull your legs up to your chest, spitting the gag out and shuddering in ecstasy. 

You feel a blanket placed over you, and Jinyoung kneels at the side of the bed, his warm hand moving to cup your face. “Open your eyes.” he says softly, thumb stroking away the stray tears. “Colour?”

“Green,” you say without a moments hesitation.

Jinyoung considers it for a moment. “You’re done.” 

You shake your head, “need you-”

“You’re done,” Jinyoung says, harder this time. 

You don’t fight him this time.

“Say goodbye to your fans,” Jinyoung instructs. 

“Bye-” 

Your voice is weak and it makes Jinyoung laugh, walking over to the laptop. He waves at the camera before turning the stream off. Then he comes back to join you on the bed.

He’s still fully clothed when he curls up behind you, an arm moving over your waist to tuck you into his chest. His breath is warm against the back of your neck, and you try to match his even breathing, focusing on returning your heart rate to normal.

Jinyoung presses a kiss to your shoulder. “How are you feeling?” he asks.

“Good,” you answer, eyes shut.

“Still want my cock?” he teases.

You grin, turning your head to look at Jinyoung over your shoulder, “yes.”

“You’re not too sensitive?” he asks, hand moving to cup your heat and making you groan, turning fully in his arms to press your lips against his. 

He kisses you softly and you hike your leg up on his hip, grabbing at the front of his button down shirt to make the kiss deeper.

Then you push one of your hands between your bodies, grabbing at his hard cock as it strains against his briefs and dress pants. Jinyoung groans into your mouth.

“Just slip it in,” you say against his lips, “please?”

“Just slip it in?” Jinyoung repeats your words with a chuckle. “You really are needy, huh?”

“For you,” you answer.

He rolls his eyes, he enjoys hearing you say it, even though he knows it’s not true. 

You’re needy for all your men, but right now, it’s just the two of you, no cameras. 

He kisses you again, unbuttoning his shirt. Then he pushes his pants down, joining you in your nudity under the covers. 

Your leg goes over his hip again, spreading your awaiting core for his cock, which easily slides into you, making you both moan into each other’s mouths. His hand cups your face, and his thrusts are slow, lazy.

You love how he can be a hard dom edging you until you cry one moment, and a soft lover the next.

Sideways sex isn’t really Jinyoung’s forte either, he’s quite specific with his sexual tastes sometimes, so he rolls on top of you, finding his place between your legs. 

His thrusts get faster and you hold on tightly to his shoulders, your whimpers eaten up by Jinyoung’s mouth as he continues to kiss you. 

One of his hands moves down to grab your hip, fingers kneading your flesh. “Always so tight,” he says.

“Cuz all you gave me were your fingers,” you smile against his lips and he laughs, knowing it’s true.

“You finally have my cock though, is it everything you wanted?” he asks dangerously, looking into your eyes, lips just millimetres from your own. 

“It’s perfect,” you coo, kissing him again and moving your fingers into his hair, scratching his scalp and earning a moan, “cum for me, please?” 

He laughs. 

Normally, Jinyoung would fuck you for a while, but your foreplay already lasted long enough. And watching you cum over and over again worked Jinyoung up more than he’d care to admit. 

He can tell from the lazy way you look at him, the way you hold onto him tightly, that you’re exhausted. He wonders if you’ll pass out if he doesn’t cum in the next few minutes. 

Your pussy is clenching around him, and Jinyoung can read you like the back of his hand. His pace quickens and you mewl, legs tightening around his waist as your orgasm builds.

“I cum when you cum,” he tells you, burying his face in your neck so he can breathe in your scent and pepper your skin in kisses. The sensitivity of your neck makes you moan louder, nails digging into Jinyoung’s strong shoulders. 

Soft sex like this doesn’t need permissions and rules.

When you cum, you do it without asking, waves of pleasure surging through your body like golden rays of warmth. 

Your eyes are shut and Jinyoung watches your face, cumming to the image of you lost in pleasure. His lip is bitten between his teeth to stop too many moans from escaping, he can’t let you know that you have him wrapped around your finger as much as you do.

When his thrusts stop, you open your eyes, playing with the soft hair at the nape of his neck. 

“You’re the best,” you breathe.

In another reality, maybe you’d be saying three different words. Words that maybe Jinyoung would be able to say back. He bites his tongue, rolling off of you. 

“Shower,” he instructs.

“Later.”

“Now. You’re sticky,” he says, arms looping under you so he can lift you from the bed. You close your eyes and rest your cheek against his shoulder, smiling at him.

Your eyes stay closed the entire shower, Jinyoung’s chest providing a safe haven until you get back into the bed. The covers are warm, but Jinyoung is warmer, pulling you to him in a tight embrace.

He never falls asleep easier than when you’re with him, and you’re already passed out. But tonight, it takes a while for Jinyoung to get out of his own thoughts, too many anxieties running through his head.

Five orgasms was enough. 

One for each man you’ve slept with on camera. 

He’s not sure why that number means something to him, he doubts you’ll even consider it. But for some reason, it calms something bubbling in his chest. 

You mumble his name in your sleep, and it’s the last thing he hears before passing out, a smile on his lips, cheek nestled against your forehead. 

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You’re getting used to the bickering on the chat, and you always enjoy going back and seeing the interactions. Whoever said Superm was the new avengers group of kpop has not seen your roster of regulars for your cam show.

You’ve decided that for today, you’ll have a computer open so you can see the chat, but do the filming from your phone, which will make things easier. 

Once your phone is placed well on Jaebeom’s desk, you turn to him, hands settling on his shoulders as you straddle him, earning yourself a soft smile. 

“You look cute,” he tells you, hands smoothing up and down your waist.

“No, you,” you insist. “I like this hair on you.” You play with  a piece between two fingers and inspect it. Grunge Eboy Jaebeom is a sight to see, especially with the nose piercing. You miss the bar that used to leave two delicate studs on his cheekbone. “The boys want to know where your cat ears are,” you tell him, voice lowering as your lips move to his neck.

A tingle runs through Jaebeom’s body, you’ve always had this affect on him, it’s so easy for you to get him riled up. Your lips on his neck, the mention of cat ears, remembering that his friends are watching-

“They want cat ears?” Jaebeom asks, perking up beneath you.

You laugh. “Yeah.”

“Should I bring out your box, kitten?” Jaebeom’s soft hands turn hard, one reaching up to wrap around your neck, forcing you to look into his dark eyes. 

You simply nod, Jaebeom has a few 'taboo’ kinks that the two of you have explored before. 

The whole ‘Kitten’ thing started as a joke, but when you first started fucking, you realized pretty quickly that Jaebeom really enjoys collars, cat ears, and - when he’s feeling extra wound up - he enjoys it when you wear a little butt plug he got you with a removable faux cat tail, pink, to match your cat ears. Jaebeom prefers less talking when you’re dressed up for him, prefers moaning to words.

His eyes shift past you to the computer, he can see the chat going insane. If they want to make fun of him for being a ‘furry con attendee’ then he’ll give them a show, he’ll make them want to attend furry con too.

Jaebeom easily tosses you off of him and onto the bed, standing and disappearing from the camera to go grab his ‘kitten’ box from where it’s well hidden in his closet. 

You take the time to look at the chat, eyes scanning comments.

“Did someone make a Furry group chat?” you laugh, noticing the fact that, as far as you can tell, your ‘designated furry’ idol’s have popped up.

KittyTae is probably Taeyong from NCT, and TrueCatLordHo feels like Minho from Stray Kids, but you can’t be sure. 

“Furry group chat?” Jaebeom laughs from the closet, rifling around the box to choose what he’s interested in.

TheJinyoung: The day there’s a furry idol gc is the day I lose hope in humanity.

TeamWang: you still have hope?!!?!?!?!?!

Lucas99: fffftttttttt

Hendery99: !!!!!!!!!

HeyChannie: Taeyong has a furry gc 👀  👀  👀

You’re giggling at the interactions when Jaebeom comes back, arms wrapping around your waist to once more throw you onto the bed. You laugh, sitting up slightly on your elbows to inspect the toys he’s brought back with him.

“Clothes off before you get to see,” Jaebeom tells you, hiding the goodies behind his back.

You huff and sit up fully, tearing your hoodie off to show your naked torso beneath - you’d stopped wearing bras to Jaebeom hook ups on date number two - then you stand, turning your back to Jaebeom and the camera.

You sway your hips slightly, trying to put on a show as you bend over to remove your sweats and panties, teasing the men who are watching you before you get back on the bed, seated on your knees with your hands on your thighs.

“Good girl,” Jaebeom praises you, approaching the mattress slowly. He comes to kneel behind you, and you wait patiently as he secures a pink fuzzy collar around your neck.

Your heart is racing in your chest, and although you can see the comment section in the cam room going wild, you can’t read what they’re saying. 

You and Jaebeom have done kinky things, but something in his aura today tells you that it’s going to be... different.

Next, Jaebeom puts the cat ear headband into place, fingers threading through your hair. 

“Do you want a tail today princess?” he asks, always giving you the option to refuse anal.

You understand why there is an odd stigma around anal, it had been odd when you’d first tried it. But Jaebeom made sure to get you small butt plugs, ones that you can handle. You nod, licking your lips as you watch Jaebeom move around.

He really does allow you to be as much of a pillow princess as you want to be, taking care of you 100%, and you know anything he wants, he will ask for. 

This makes life easy with Jaebeom.

He pulls the butt plug out from where he’d been hiding it in his left hand. It’s cute, probably both of your favourite plug, and you can feel yourself getting wet just looking at it.

“Gonna prep you,” Jaebeom tells you, running a hand through his hair as he sets the plug down on the foot of the bed, “and then I’ll get your phone and take a good video putting it in, okay?”

“And then?” you ask, wondering what else he has planned. He always has something planned.

“And then, if you’re good, we can have fun.” That’s the only explanation he gives you for the events to come. 

He’s now seated on the floor at the foot of the bed, and one yank of your calf drags you towards him.

Jaebeom is another idol who’s great at eating girls out. He goes all in, not afraid to be as vulgar and sloppy as possible to get you to cum, which you always do.

He turns a little, giving the phone camera view of your pussy. 

“So wet already,” he says, his thumb coming up to gently rub your clit. He licks his lips and you grab onto the bed in preparation of his tongue. Fuck, his tongue is amazing.

He likes to tease you, to work you up with little kitten licks that have you mewling. 

One of your hands grabs at his hair, eagerly pulling him closer to your core. You want to feel his tongue inside of you, it’s never big enough, but there’s something different about the feeling that makes your toes curl.

His thumb works your clit in gentle, slow circles as his tongue finally laps deeply at your folds. Small sounds are leaving your lips and you’ve noticed that as soon as your collar is on, it brings out this primal side of you.

Jaebeom loves little whimpers, and every sound you make just pushes him to go harder. You can hear his tongue working you, and it just makes you wetter, the chord in your tummy coiling tightly as you get closer and closer to your orgasm.

Jaebeom doesn’t even tell you to cum, doesn’t lift his face or say a word, simply pushes you over the edge and then ravages you the entire time your pussy throbs around nothing, body surging with each wave of euphoria he gives you.

When he pulls away from you, you’re a mess, trying to catch your breath. Jaebeom continues to play with you, two fingers slipping into your still sensitive core, only to be pulled out too soon. He rubs your slick around your entrance, and you can feel yourself dripping down... 

Jaebeom tosses the butt plug at you and the soft faux fur tail delights your sensitive nipples. “Suck it,” he tells you.

The first time this happened, you’d been a little taken aback, but you know that Jaebeom cleans the shit out of any toy you two ever use. 

The butt plug is probably cleaner than the last piece of food you ate, so you quickly plop the cold, glass, plug into your mouth, getting it slick with spit. 

Jaebeom moves to his desk, picking up your phone and bringing it to where you’re laying at the foot of his bed, sucking on the butt plug with its pretty pink tail wrapped around your wrist. 

He makes sure the camera gets a full view of you, eyes glued to your phone. He swallows thickly. “Turn around kitten.”

You hand him the plug then get onto all fours. Jaebeom momentarily has a conniption over which hand to do what with. He decides to hold the camera with his right hand to get better shots. 

You’re still wet from the orgasm he just gave you, and the plug is suitably covered in spit now. 

He watches, mesmerized, as he presses the small glass plug to your ass. He has this weird kind of obsession with watching the plug go in, and he holds his breath, toying with you, pressing just a bit in before pulling it away.

You mewl pathetically, arching your back more, pushing your ass towards Jaebeom as if to tell him to go faster.

He finally gives in, pushing the toy in slowly and watching as your hole swallows it up. You let out a little sound when it’s fully in, shoulders relaxing. 

Jaebeom can see a new wave of arousal, and he smirks. “Fuck, princess, you’re dripping.” He grabs the tail, giving it a little tug that moves the glass plug around inside of you, making you moan, then his thumb rubs your clit again, making you jolt. “What’s got you all worked up, kitten?”

“You,” you moan loudly when he presses harder on your clit.

“Good girls get rewards,” Jaebeom says. “I put a present for you on the floor, go look, kitten.”

He follows you with the camera as you sit up, looking at him with confusion. 

There’s a magic wand vibrator sitting on a pillow on the floor and you know immediately what he wants. 

Jaebeom loves getting head while forcing you to rub against the large wand vibrator. And with your butt plug in? You nearly moan at just the thought of the sensation to come.

You quickly kneel on the floor, the pillow giving your knees a break as you hold yourself over the vibrator. Then you look up at Jaebeom, waiting for instruction.

“Put it on setting one, baby,” Jaebeom encourages you, watching as you follow his words. The vibrator buzzes to life. “now sit down.” 

Your clit dances to life as you lower yourself onto the vibrator, adjusting so it feels just right.

You look up at Jaebeom again and he loves how pretty you are, how submissive and ready to do anything for him. Your sexual relationship really is quite different from your connection to any other idol, and it feels odd to be showing it off for them all. 

“You know what to do,” Jaebeom coaxes you.

Your hands immediately go to his sweatpants, but then you look at his hoodie and decide to tug on that first, looking up at Jaebeom with big eyes. 

He laughs. “baby wants my shirt off first?”

You nod.

He quickly takes off his shirt, then puts the camera back on your face, watching as you move to his sweatpants, pulling them down. 

Jaebeom’s cock slaps up against his tummy and you lick your lips in preparation. 

“Suck it,” he says, knowing he doesn’t need to, but he enjoys the little commands.

You wrap your lips around the head of his cock, holding the base with your hand firmly as you begin to suck on him, paying close attention to the tip, which you know drives him wild.

Jaebeom groans, making sure the camera is getting a good view. He’s mesmerized by your phone. Sex has always been great, but seeing it like this is doing something else to him, and he’s not sure what, only that it’s good.

“Fuck, kitten-” His free hand reaches out to pet the cat ears you’re wearing, then he roughly grabs your hair, pulling you off of his cock. “Turn the vibrator up.”

You hesitate for a moment, which makes Jaebeom grab your face roughly, squeezing your cheeks. You immediately break under his stern gaze and he can see it in your eyes, releasing you so you can look down and adjust the vibrator. 

It gets louder with the higher setting.

When you look up at Jaebeom again, he’s holding his cock. “Open,” you stick out your tongue for him and Jaebeom taps it, “so fucking messy,” he groans, watching your tongue and the saliva strings that keep his dick still connected to your mouth even after he’s pulled away.

When he lets go of his cock, you resume your previous ministrations. 

Jaebeom strokes your head as you blow him, his lip bitten between his teeth to stop himself from moaning too much. 

“How’s the toy feel, baby?” he asks.

The vibrator between your legs is sending pleasure waves through your body, pussy clenching around nothing. You can feel your arousal now coating the head of the toy, and it makes it easier to slide on it, working your clit even harder. You’re a bit of a masochist that way.

The butt plug is still situated happily inside of you, and you feel delightfully full even though you are missing Jaebeom’s cock, which you continue to suck on like it’s your favourite lollipop. 

Jaebeom isn’t satisfied with your moans though, and he pulls you off of his cock again. “Highest setting, baby, make yourself cum twice and then I’ll give you my cock.”

You swallow thickly before following his command. The vibrator buzzes aggressively under you and you slowly sink down, almost pulling away at how good it feels. 

“Gonna cum fast, kitten?” Jaebeom smirks, tapping his dick against your cheek to draw your attention back up to him and the camera. 

You nod, once again wrapping your lips around Jaebeom’s cock, but this time with a new eagerness. 

Your hips move, rubbing your clit against the vibrator that sounds like a hive of a billion bees. 

The vibrations become too much and you cum hard, body spasming, which draws attention to the butt plug. You feel so nice and full, but also empty, it’s an odd feeling.

You can’t even suck off Jaebeom, instead opting to simply jerk him off while you moan against his cock, lips still attached to his head, eyes closed as wave after wave of pleasure hits you.

Jaebeom is in love with the sight, and he nearly cums just from watching you eagerly lap at his dick while you work through your orgasm, like an absolute champ. 

“Another one,” Jaebeom says when you lift your hips from the vibrator, having become to sensitive. He doesn’t wait for you to try to fight him, simply puts his hand on your shoulder and forces you back down, 

The squeal that leaves your lips is loud, a gasp next, and then a louder moan. You grab at Jaebeom’s hand that holds you down, forcing your abused clit harder on the wand that vibrates through your entire body. 

Incoherent noises leave your lips as he uses your already sensitive state to make you cum again, the orgasm tearing through your body like nothing before in your life. 

You feel wetness between your legs but your eyes are closed, your hands holding onto Jaebeom’s forearm as he keeps you on the source of your pleasure.

The moment he sees tears in your eyes, sees that you’ve reached your maximum pleasure point, Jaebeom lets up. 

You collapse onto your back on his floor and Jaebeom inspects the wand and the pillow, a curse leaving his lips when he sees all the liquid left behind. 

“Fuck kitten, you squirted,” he tells you, looking at your exhausted body on his floor, “must have felt really good... do you still want to fuck?” 

You giggle and Jaebeom breaks into a smile. He cares about you enough to ask if you’re still up for sex, which is nice. 

You open your eyes and nod, sitting up and practically crawling onto the bed. 

Jaebeom and the camera watch you.

You fall onto your back, legs opening as you invite Jaebeom towards you with open arms. 

He grins, shaking his head, “On all fours, kitten.”

Of course he wants a good view of the butt plug. You’ve been tempted for a while to start referring to Doggy style as Kitten style when you’re with Jaebeom, but you think that might be a step too far. 

Your legs are wobbly when you get onto all fours, but Jaebeom praises you for it, his hand smoothing up and down your back. You know he’s getting a great view of the butt plug, and you press your ass back towards him.

“How are you feeling, kitten?” he asks, grabbing at your tail and pulling it slightly to move the glass ball inside of you, dragging it along your sensitive walls.

You moan. “Need you.” 

The head of his cock rubs your entrance, coating itself in your slick, and then he positions it right at your opening. You sink back onto him, making you both let out shaky breaths.

“So fucking tight,” he says. 

He hasn’t been inside of your pussy in a while, both of you have been pretty busy, and he’s missed it. 

He loves the foreplay. Loves making you cum, even squirt, on a vibrator while you blow him and have a butt plug in, but nothing beats this.

He gives you a few test thrusts, biting his lip at how amazing it feels. He likes the way you grab at the bed, anchoring yourself and taking everything he gives you.

He once more grabs at your plug, moving it in small little circles as he slowly fucks you, careful to make sure the camera is catching all of it. 

“Fuck, you look so good,” Jaebeom tells you. 

The sound of coins that’s been dinging this whole time from the laptop proves he’s not a liar.

“Do you like having a plug in your ass while you get fucked?” 

“Mmm,” you moan, “yeah.” 

Your eyes are closed, head turned to the side so Jaebeom can see the fucked out expression on your face. You’re definitely worn out and tired, he doubts he’ll get more than one word answers from you on any question he asks.

“So tight when you’re stuffed like this,” he groans, his speed picking up. He watches your body react, the way you grab the sheets tighter, your moans getting higher in pitch. “Wanna make you cum again.”

“Please,” you whimper, pressing back against him as he continues to fuck you, pulling on your butt plug to watch it move inside of you. The mixed stimulants are driving you wild, and your clit is still decommissioned after the absolutely brutal time it just had on the wand. 

Jaebeom’s free hand reaches out and he grabs your hair, forcing your back to arch as he fucks you harder, small pants leaving his lips that tell you he’s close.

“Fuck,” he groans, not sure where to even look, there are so many pretty things to focus on. “What a dirty girl you are, making everyone watch this,” he growls, “this ass is mine.” 

He lets go of your hair to pull at your tail and, for whatever reason, it’s enough to make you cum.

Your pussy clamps down on him, throbbing as you cum, cries leaving your lips as you burry your face in the pillows. 

Your orgasm pushes the butt plug out of you, and Jaebeom cums from the sight, his sexy low groan washing over your body and making you tingle. Jaebeom always sounds so fucking hot when he cums. 

Jaebeom stills finally, taking a deep breath. “How do I turn this fucking stream off?” 

He doesn’t mind filming it when you fuck, but the time you spend together after is just for the two of you. 

You hold your hand out, still face planted in his bed, and Jaebeom laughs, handing you the phone.

You look at your screen, finger now over the camera, but you can see the chat.

NiceGuyJohnny: 😮

KittyTae has donated $500

TeamWang: 😮

Bangme: Holy shit

You laugh, for a moment trying to figure out who Bangme could be, then you realize it’s Bang Chan from Stray Kids... Got7′s junior group. He’s quite eloquent with his words, you’ve always thought so.

It looks like this recording, so far, has had the most messages in the chat room, and when your eyes go down to look at donations, you nearly fall off the bed. 

“Say goodnight,” Jaebeom reminds you, crashing onto the bed next to you and pulling you to his chest, eyes already closed.

You quickly say a goodbye to the few men left in the chat room, a bunch dipped as soon as it was over and you can only assume what they’re all doing at this moment.

When your phone is away, you turn to look at Jaebeom. He strokes your face, fingers coming to touch the collar still on your neck. 

He takes it off gently, putting it on his bedside table.

You like the quiet with Jaebeom, every second needn't be filled by words. 

“i feel sticky,” you tell him.

Jaebeom laughs. “Want to shower?”

“Later,” you answer, curling closer to his warm chest, “now, we sleep.”

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“Who’s playing?” you smile, leaning closer.

Mark takes off his head set and unplugs it so you can hear everyone, focusing on the game while your eyes scan the names at the bottom of the screen. The first person jumps out at you, “Johnny?”

“Of course you say his name first,” Haechan’s familiar voice groans loudly into the room, making you laugh. “I’m never invited to fun time.”

“Fun time is for adults,” Johnny’s words comes quickly, and you can tell he’s distracted by the game.

The man sitting next to you snickers at the momentary NCT clash,.“Johnny isn’t sharing the cam room password with you, huh?”

“No way,” Johnny laughs, he and Mark rubbing it in the younger man’s face.

“Do you want the cam room password?” you ask, making both men close their mouths as the younger one erupts in ‘please’s. 

You pull out your phone and send Haechan the link, opening up a room that has both Mark and Johnny’s phones dinging with a notification. “What are you doing?” Mark asks, brows furrowing while he fight for his life in Fortnight.

“Just keep playing your game,” you tell him, pulling your pants off so you’re in an oversized shirt and panties before getting on top of him. 

Once you’re in his lap, Mark rests his head on your shoulder, continuing to play while his arms encircle you, the controller resting in his hands on your lap.

You set up your phone, making sure the camera gets enough of your body in it as you sit on Mark’s lap. A few people pop up into the cam room.

Lucas99 : YO ITS MARK TUAN

Hendery99 : Mark! r u playing Fortnight!?

You scoff, shaking your head at the young Wayv members who seem to have forgotten why they’re in the cam room.

You decide to ignore the phone, turning in Mark’s lap so you’re straddling him chest to chest.

For a moment he looks at you, smiling lazily as if he expects a kiss. You push his face away, grabbing the headphones and putting them over your ears. “Haechan?”

“Fuck, yeah, I’m here.” Haechan’s voice sounds pained.

“Are you watching?” you tease, knowing for a fact that Heychannie is in the cam room. 

You swivel your hips and Mark immediately grabs at your waist. “Stop that,” he tuts, “I’m almost done the game-”

“It’s taking too long,” you respond, “and I’m so needy.”

Haechan’s laugh dances through your headset and Johnny lets out a curse word. 

“Baby, we’re all waiting,” Johnny reminds you,.“The BTS Maknae line is watching.”

“Are they?” you grind harder against Mark. “Fuck, I love the BTS boys.” Mark’s grip on his controller tightens. “They’re always so ready to please.” 

You press a kiss to Mark’s neck, tilting your head so the camera can see what you’re doing.

Mark lets out a low moan, his lip caught between his teeth. “They fuck you good?” he asks.

“They fuck me great,” you whine, hearing coins drop behind you as you assume the three Maknae’s pay their appreciation. 

“But, I have Haechan on my headphones,” you say loudly, “which means he gets to control me tonight.”

“Fuck,” Johnny cusses again. 

You can still hear him, but it’s fun to give Haechan all of the power, especially since he’s on the younger side. 

“TheJinyoung, from Got7,” Johnny tells you, “just tipped $500 and said ‘I’d pay double to have control next time.’“ 

“and then Beommie?” Haechan asks, testing out the user name on his tongue.

Mark laughs, and says, “Jaebeom”

“He just tipped $1000 and said ‘dibs on second in line, I’ll pay double to jump to first.’” Haechan read next.

“No way, Joon... Namjoon from BTS!? tipped $5000, and didn’t even say anything,” Johnny laughs. He knew you’d do well having a cam for your high profile hook ups, but he didn’t realize you’d be this successful.

“Y/N?” Haechan’s voice draws your attention from the money and business side of it, “Can you... can you cock warm Mark for a bit?”

“Whatever you want baby,” you tell the man on your headset. You reach between your and Mark’s body, earning a hiss from him as he continues to game. He’s already rock hard, and slipping your hand inside his pants is relatively easy. You work on his sweats, moving them down slightly.

Mark grins. “Gonna ride me princess?”

“Nope, just gonna sit.” you respond. “I’m so wet.”

“Fuck,” Mark groans, swallowing thickly as his eyes dart between the computer and you. You pull your panties to the side and rub him against your core, making moans of appreciation leave his lips. “Just sink down baby,” he tells you, not waiting for you to follow his command, his arms wrap around you and he brings you all the way down on his cock.

You both moan as he fills you up, your fingers digging into his shoulders. Your eyes are closed and you sit on his lap, filled wonderfully for a few moments.

“Come on baby, ride me like the good girl you were for Johnny,” Mark breathes, taking his hand away from his controller to smack your ass, leaving a mark for the camera to see. 

He’s being extra cocky with the camera on.

“Ride him,” Haechan whispers and you notice how quiet Johnny has gone too.

You set your hands on Mark’s shoulders, lifting yourself up slightly before sinking back down. “Fuck, so warm and tight.” Mark groans, having difficulties focusing on the computer now.

You find a steady pace, it’s slow and allows you time to swivel your hips, your hand moving down to your clit. As soon as you touch it, your body jolts, pussy clamping onto Mark who hisses. 

“Mark,” you pout.

“What’s wrong Princess? Need me to make you cum?” he asks.

You nod.

“Then turn around, and face the camera.” Mark presses a kiss to your cheek, sticking his tongue out and licking your skin in a playful way that makes you giggle, shoving at him. 

The two of you have always has puppy like banter.

The men watching you enjoy the fact that you and Mark are close. The vouyeristic aspect is more pronounced this way, they are all getting a real look at what happens when it’s just you and Mark one on one.

You lift yourself off of Mark’s cock, quickly turning to face the camera before slipping your panties down. 

“Legs up,” he instructs. 

His chair is big enough that you can sink down on his cock and spread your legs, giving the camera a perfect view of Mark’s long cock buried deep inside of you while you rest back against his chest. 

“You know how to play, right baby?” Mark asks, kissing your neck as he hands you his controller. “You get to cum for every kill you make in these last five minutes,” He says it loudly enough for everyone to hear, and you know for a fact that there are a few of the idols still in the match playing and watching. 

Now that Mark has his hands free, one of them moves to grab your breast. He pinches your nipple between his thumb and pointer finger, making you hiss as you try to adjust to the new game you’re playing. 

Mark is thrusting shallowly up into you, it’s an awkward position, and you doubt it’s much fun for him, but he has perfect access to your clit, and he’s making use of it. His fingers are rough, Mark is always about speed, he wants the best he can have, as fast as he can have it.

You get your first kill in the game, and it takes a moment (as the donations flood in) to realize you killed Johnny, and he totally allowed you to. 

You can hear heavy breathing on the headset and neither NCT member is even speaking anymore. 

You’re reminded that Haechan and Johnny share a room, but you don’t have time to think about it too much, Mark’s fingers slip into your pussy, right next to his cock, and you let out a sound of shock and pleasure.

“Fuck, can you hear how wet you are?”  he asks, curling his fingers up inside of you deliciously. “My cock isn’t enough for you, hmm?” he nips at your ear, “that’s why you have all these other dick heads, right?” 

You can see the chat section explode and even Haechan grumbles in your ear, his whiney voice making you smile. 

“Is Haechan still talking?” Mark asks, lips teasing your neck and making you shiver as he thrusts up into you roughly, his fingers pumping into you faster than his dick, digits slipping out of you coated and noisy with each movement of his hand, “Everyone loves watching you get fucked, huh? Who’s making you cum right now, baby?”

“You are Mark,” you whine, eyes closing as you enjoy the feeling of him pleasuring you, the chord in your tummy getting tighter.

“Then fucking cum,” he growls, sinking his teeth into your shoulder as you explode around him. His fingers slip from your pussy, instead they rub against your clit, his other arm holding you tight to his chest as an anchor as he pistons up into you.

You’re getting fucked so hard and so good that you’re not even playing attention to the game, the controller vibrates to let you know someone’s killed you and Mark laughs into your shoulder, slowing his motions to let you come down from your high. 

“Who killed you, baby?” His lips are sloppy on your neck but you don’t even care, your hand slipping between your legs to urge Mark to put more pressure on your sensitive clit. 

“Mark-”

He focuses on the screen and then offers his fingers to you, allowing you to lick them clean so he can take the controller from you. 

“Make yourself cum again if you’re so desperate,” Mark tells you, opening up the stats so he can see who killed you, “fucking-” Mark nearly knocks you off of his lap by lurching forward, “Jackson!”

Jackson Wang, Mark’s best friend, had killed you on Fortnight.

“Is that bad for your score?” you pout, fucking yourself on Mark’s cock, hand snaking down to rub your clit and work you towards a second orgasm. Your motions make you clench around Mark an he groans, eyes moving to the count down which shows you only have a minute left in the game.

“Yeah,” Mark answers you, “but he’s not the one fucking you right now, is he?” 

Mark spins the chair, taking the head set off of you and pushing you off his lap and onto the bed. As he’s about to get on top of you, he remembers the camera, and once again man handles you so you’re laying on your tummy at the foot of his bed, the camera can see your whole body.

Mark likes how tight you feel when you’re laying on your tummy, it’s one of his favourite positions. He likes the warmth of it, and the easy access to your neck and hair.

He slides into you, pausing to get a painful grip on your waist, which he pushes into the bed, arching your back in a way that makes the head of his cock drag against a deep spot inside of your pussy that has you nearly screaming.

Your hands bunch in the fabric of the bed and moans spill from your lips unhindered. 

Mark grabs a fistful of your hair, tugging you back so the camera can see your face.

“Beg for it,” he tells you.

“Please, Mark-” you whimper immediately, the odd position and strain on your neck makes your words a little gargled, and the most you can do is moan more.

Mark lets go of your hair, instead he grabs your hips, lifting them off the bed so you’re in doggy position. 

You adjust yourself, lifting your head towards the camera, then you push your hips back. Mark groans and the sound of skin on skin is sinful. 

“Fuck,” his hand comes down on your ass and you squeal, toes curling, “gonna cum for me baby?” he asks, kneading your stinging flesh roughly.

You nod into the bed sheets, whines getting louder as you approach your high.

Mark jackhammers into your sensitive spot over and over again, his eyes closed, head lolled back to expose his pretty neck, not that you can see any of this. 

Another smack to your ass throws you over the edge,  but it’s not enough for Mark. He works you through your entire orgasm, and when you’re a panting mess, he grabs you and pulls you up and onto your knees, your back now pressed to his chest.

He faces you towards the camera, and you can imagine how fucked you look.

“Tell them how good it feels,” Mark tells you, his hand wrapping around your throat as his teeth nip at your ear, his cock continuing to thrust into you as his other hand moves to your clit.

Your legs shake, body shivering at the stimulation. “Feels so good,” you moan. “Fuck, I’m so sensitive-” you wiggle in his grasp.

You reach behind you, fingers tangling in Mark’s soft hair. His lips press kisses to your neck and his little moans are audible only to you. “Cum for me again, baby,” Mark says, voice softer than it was before.

This orgasm is more like a tumble down a hill than explosive like the last one had been. Your pussy almost feels like it’s radiating pleasure as it pulses around Mark’s cock. He moans loudly into your ear as he cums, thrusts sporadic and shallow. His arms wrap around you and you can feel how sweaty your bodies are, but you don’t mind.

When he comes to a stop, you both just kneel there for a few moments, catching your breaths. 

Then the coin noise interrupts your thoughts and Mark chuckles, pressing a kiss to your shoulder. “Say goodnight to your fans and come cuddle,” he tells you, sliding from your cunt and collapsing on his bed, quickly hiding under the covers.

Your legs are wobbly as you stand, picking up your phone. Your eyes scan the chat.

NiceGuyJohnny: Next time u should come and play with me and Haechan ;)

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HeyChannie has donated $69 

TeamWang: Sorry about killing you bb <3

TeamWang has donated $200 

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ValentineJae97: The NCT dorm is always open for you ;)

Mark groans behind you, reminding you of his presence. You quickly thank your.... supporters? friends? you’re not sure what to call them all now. 

When you turn your phone off and get in bed next to Mark, he’s already half asleep. 

Bed hopping has always been a favourite pass time of yours, and now that you’re getting paid for it? Now that it’s going as smoothly as this?

You wonder who is going to be your next cam co star.

You wonder if this whole cam thing will help you explore sides of you that you haven’t truly explored before. 

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