✿︎--𝐃𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐬

"Have you been good?"

His voice is soft, husky while his hand travels along the elastic band of his shorts.

Their black, tight fitted,and made sure to see the shape and girth of his shaft.

I want it in my face.

The scandalous thought filters through my head and a little sigh of humiliation leaves me.My eyes trail the comments as they stream into the little chat box in the corner, some are telling him they've been good, others rather want the punishment that accompanies them being bad.

I am neither.

Maybe somewhere in between yeah, but I don't think I've did something as much to be good or bad.Denying my boyfriend sex when I was clearly not in a good mental state of mind would be draining, and his onslaught of insults proved just how much deeper I would've fallen into the pit, had I relented and let him in me.

Good I guess?

The fact that I withheld taking a gorgeous, scrumptiously filled woman home with me, who also saved me from being publicly mortified, could maybe be accounted as bad.

Yes,bad I think.

But I refrain from typing anything, I'm perfectly sated just listening to his talking, smooth and deep, the words go in my ear and stay traveling the confines of my mind.

"You've been good then, I hope.
I don't want our last night for a while to end in a punishment..."

What?

What did he mean by that, and why was it like receiving the news that it was the end of the world?

Maybe I was exaggerating a tad, but the thought of his weekly streaming off the grid for a while, not being able to let go the tension,the tension he so easily seemed to evacuate from my mind when I needed it.

Damn, this was kind of psycho bitchery(witchery), just how much I've actually become to depend on an stranger, his smoothed long fingers, palms that I've imagined tracing my skin, the mole poised on the tip of his nose as his sensually shaped lips tugs up into a smirk.

Devastating, I tell you.

Not paying it that much regard, my fingers tap across my keyboard, the comment sent before I could think thrice about it.

'What?'

The comment stays for a nimble moment, before it disappeares for the rest of them all along.

It seems as if they don't stop, maybe panicked much like I am, and an amused snort leaves me, until I realize I was in the very same boat.

"No, I'm not leaving forever.
It's just a small little hiatus, I'll be back in a couple weeks max. Maybe I'll even have a suprise for you.
If you'll behave and stay good, yeah?"

His face lowers a little more,and I see the slope of his nose a little clearer,the slight stubble that covers his sharp defined jaw, the way that his tongue flickers over the corner of his lips.

When his breathing becomes a little more laboured,and the shape of his cock that much more prominent,I seat myself snuggly to the gaming chair.

It's handles were already adjusted to how I liked them to be,easier for when the command came that I spread them wider.

I wait anxiously,licking over my dry patched lips.My hand lingers over my lacey thong, tonight was a special occasion seeing as I was out and about and wanted to feel sexy,and it's that much easier to push to the side when wanting access my dripping cunt.

I play with myself while listening to his breathing,his grunts,the baritone of his voice that sends a shiver down my spine and a tingle goes through my clit.

It was impossible to be this turned on by a man's sounds of pleasuring himself, wasn't it?

Taehyung holds the base of his cock as he lets his teeth worry his lower lip.He'd seen just one comment of her tonight,it had quickly disappeared after an trivial moment,the quick responses of his viewers after he informed them of his sort leave to private matters.

But that one comment was enough to get his libido up and running,his soft pants as he tightened and loosened his hand over the skin of his shaft prove of just how much her words could make impact.

One so mundane,so commonly used on the daily.
It was embarrassing as it was unnerving at how it caused him to react toward it.

It's thoughts of  her that he imagines,even if he had no fucking clue how she looked.He could imagine just how she would feel beneath him,her comments short and scarce,a showcase of someone that would be shy if he'd ever meet her.

Usually taehyung wouldn't want to put a gender to his viewers,and be didn't,at least not until he has gathered enough information on them.His streaming website was as helpful though,for he could view her viewers profile,where her little description had specifically stated her as a good girl. Sparking his imagination that much more.

"What would you like me to do tonight?
Do you want me to cum over your screen so that you can imagine it's all over your face,hmm?
A fairly easy way to get off, wouldn't it be?"
He smirked devilishly,tapping the tip of his cock closer to the camera,yet his viewers would be able to see as his gaze looked down on them.

Kamazia was enjoying it extremely,even if she could only see his eyes,his identity hidden with the black mask he covered over the shape of his brows up until his hairline,only the slope of his nose,and the glint of his plush pink lips exposed.

Still,the penetration of her fingers grew harsher ,timed with every thrust of his cock into his hand.The bulging veins so visible,he must've enhanced the quality of his camera with how blue it seemed on his cock.

I want it in my mouth.

This time she doesn't feel humiliated at the thought,some of the viewers much the same as her were doing the exact same,only they expressed their thoughts in words in his comment box.

"Do you want my come?
Would you swallow it,let it glide down your throat?
Would you be that good for me?"
His voice has grown even softer,a dark alluding aura to it as his holds the base of his thick cock in his hand,Kamazia could see the drip of his precome beading on his slit.

"Yes,oh God fuck yes."
She sighs softly,her cunt clenching tightly around his fingers as she tries to reach where she so desperately wanted her fingers to rub against.

"Doing so good, touching yourself so prettily,you want to be fucked so badly,don't you baby?
Want to come so desperately,so patheticly,hmm?."
He sighs,his hand circling his head to tighten around his crown, heightening the pleasure that much.

Kamazia imagines herself holding it inside her palm,imagines the taste of how he'd feel on his tongue,if he'd stretch her so much that she'd have to unhinge and relax her jaw to not feel pain?

I want to choke on it.

"What do you have to do?
It would be so easy,don't you think?"

She withholds herself from coming around her fingers,she desperately wants permission,but damnit.

She only had so much control.

Lucky for her,the on stream of comments is quite much,and the masked stranger from behind her screen tilts his lips up in a trivial smile.

His next words accompany her through her orgasm, satisfactory but not as much as she'd want it to be.Mild and mundane at most, something she's received in most her sexual encounters.

The tautening feel that travels her spine and throughout her limbs,the warm feeling stroking all across her body,the saliva filling up beneath her tongue.

All of it fades in 5 seconds tops,and she settles into her gaming chair while she rubs herself too sensitivity.

She just can't help but wonder,how good she'd feel if it had been his hands,his lips against her ear as he chanted sweet nothings,his smell enveloping her.

Oh God,she was growing even more delusional with each stream delivered by roualplayer_tae.

Taehyung shuts his devices off with a little sigh,the sensitive crown of his dick rubbing against his tight black boxer briefs just the wrong way,and he clenches his jaw at the uncomfortable feeling.

Suddenly he felt irritated,and he couldn't figure out why.His stream was an success as always,with an lucky addition of even more viewers than usual tonight.The coin deposits was at his highest peak since the start of this little joyous side job.

So why?

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i have so many sex scenes prewritten for this book already.
i don't even know between what chapters they'll be placed,but i can't stop fr.

taetae coming into view soon soon.
Real soon.
( 🍌 )

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