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YOUR BOY — k.taehyun

warnings: sub!taehyun, camboy!taehyun, possessive!reader, yeongyu are together for plot purposes, reader is lowkey entitled and cocky, mommy kink, ruined orgasm, vibrator, oral (male receiving), inaccurate pegging i was too lazy to write the prep just pretend, kinda aftercare

a/n: i lowkey wrote this high so if you think it’s shitty it probably is.

it was beomgyu’s fault. taehyun would stand by that sentence. beomgyu challenged taehyun, dared him to create an account. it wasn't taehyun’s fault, it was peer pressure.

so taehyun did what beomgyu told him to do, he'd never give them his username. but he was going to last as a "camboy" for a week just as beomgyu dared him to.

he enjoyed it a lot more than he thought.

at first he was tense, trying to act as serious as possible, but once the comments started rolling in, the praise just made him melt. next thing he knew it was a week later and he was whining and shaking with a vibrator focusing on the tip of his cock.

but this one subscriber stuck out the most, always praising him and degrading him in the best ways. he always thought he'd break down if anyone degraded him, but the way they accompanied the words with praise drove him nuts.

while most of him enjoyed this, he'd find himself thinking too much with his friends. hoping that his favorite subscriber wasn't some old bald guy.

"what's got you all spaced out?" soobin’s voice shakes taehyun back to reality. it was saturday, taehyun and the five of his friends were at this secluded area in the woods near the local park.

yeonjun was to his left, throwing his baseball from one hand to the other. kai was on his right, cheering on what soobin was staring at in front of him, book discarded due to the fight to his right. the fight being between you and beomgyu because god knows what at this point.

"can you two go one second without your hands on each other?" yeonjun’s question was rhetorical, but the suggestive under tones had all heads snapping his way. taehyun looks to his friend in shock, yeonjun knew he had a crush on you. why would he say that?

"nope," beomgyu releases his death grip on your hair, smirking down at you. you reciprocate the look before bringing your knee up to his crotch.

the silent area was now filled with everyone's — spare beomgyu’s — laughs. "that was too far," beomgyu groans, letting his body finally fall all the way to the ground.

"y/n, gimme your phone," yeonjun snaps his fingers in your direction, making a "gimme" motion when you look at him.

"one second," you make sure all of your special tabs were closed before handing him your phone, thankful he didn't know much about technology. just the basics and how to use tiktok.

"i'm gonna go take a leak," kai gets up, taehyun muttering something in agreement before getting up and going in the opposite direction.

a few moments pass of silence, beomgyu sitting back up once he regained all his strength, tackling you down immediately after.

"uh, i don't think i was meant to find this..." yeonjun trails off, a laugh escaping him at the sight of the same website beomgyu had dared taehyun to join on the screen.

"holy shit!" soobin laughs, grabbing the phone from yeonjun’s grasp. he started to go through your following, but amongst only seeing one, the three boys decided to stalk him.

"beomgyu! what is it?" you knew what it was, pretty much. a part of you still having a small bit of hope it wasn't that website.

their eyes widen at the sight before them, videos upon videos of a certain boy. one who joined at the same time taehyun was supposed to. this was definitely taehyun, or this boy had a scarily similar room.

now, the video was quite zoomed in, reason on how you hadn't noticed it was your taehyun yet. but, yeonjun and soobin had been to taehyun’s house many times before.

"click it," beomgyu tells yeonjun, his boyfriend looking to him as if he'd lost his mind.

"definitely not."

"why?" beomgyu laughs, pouting when you take your phone from yeonjun’s hands. you groan at the sight before you, maybe from anger that they saw, maybe from the pretty sight before you.

"i'm not letting you see a boy naked," yeonjun rolls his eyes, picking up his book. "besides me."

“cmon, i don't like ta—" yeonjun slaps a hand over beomgyu’s mouth. he wanted to see how this would play out. how you would find out it's taehyun. how taehyun would find out you watch him.

"you don't like who?" kai asks, he and taehyun walking back towards the four of you.

"uh, better question," soobin sets his book down once more, "why'd you two come out at the same time? snogging?"

taehyun looks at his friend with wide eyes. he and kai frantically shaking their heads, causing the other three to burst into a fit of giggles.

"oh yes, because you're in love with someone else. 'forgive me kai, but we can't!'" beomgyu mocks taehyun’s voice, placing a hand over the right of his chest dramatically.

"beomgyu, your heart's on your left," the boy quickly moves his hand at yeonjun’s comment.

"in love with someone else? who?" you inquire, a smirk playing on your lips. while you tried to act your normal, witty self, 'female beomgyu' as you were called by your friends, you mentally frowned at the idea of taehyun liking anyone but you. he was yours.

but so was that boy you watched every night, hand between your legs. but you imagined it was taehyun, he acted so much like him, it was fine.

"none of your business," taehyun quips, a little too snarky for your liking. but you bit back a response, deciding that the pretty boy you'd be seeing later that night would ease your anger.

you didn't talk to taehyun the rest of the night, knowing he hated it. he looked guilty, sad that he hurt you. not that he did, he just pissed you off.

that night you practically pounced on your pillow, sitting with it between your legs as you hurriedly unlocked your phone. you were a big late but so was he, at least he wasted no time, already jerking off when the live started.

you began to grind on the pillow below you, using one hand to keep it in place and the other to give the boy commands. this became a usual thing, you practically being his partner in this. you got to be the only one controlling him, people enjoying it, and what you commanded him to do. and he got paid with everything you did.

it was a win for everyone.

you were still pretty upset with taehyun denying you, ordering the boy on screen to do so many different things in the next two hours, vibrators, dildos, even a cock ring at one point. he looked absolutely spent. his legs were shaking and he couldn't stop the whimpers coming from his mouth every time he moved.

you were finally satisfied after seeing your boy cum over and over again, just imagining it was you punishing him for speaking to you that way, with that tone.

the next day you were woken with a call from beomgyu, saying something about yeonjun and kai having homework and soobin having baseball practice so he, taehyun, and you could go wherever you wanted without their 'supervision.'

you agreed immediately, soobin and yeonjun were practically helicopter parents, you’d take any chance you could to go have fun without them present. not to be offensive.

once you'd gotten dressed, you met the two boys at the end of your neighborhood, having all lived in the same neighborhood your whole lives. that's how the five of you became friends.

"so, y/n," beomgyu starts, throwing his arm over your shoulder. taehyun’s happy face quickly turned to a pout at the sight, even though deep down he knew beomgyu was doing this to get a reaction out of him.

"you look absolutely stunning today," beomgyu compliments, throwing a wink at you. you shake your head with a scoff, pushing his arm off of you.

"cut it out gyu, you have a boyfriend," you laugh, the three of you beginning your journey around town. beomgyu chuckles before grabbing a cigarette from his pocket.

after lighting it and taking a long drag, he said something that neither you or taehyun would expect, "we're both into trying new things."

taehyun laughs at this, clearing his throat when beomgyu gave him a look that told he was being truthful. "didn't expect that one," you giggle, taking the cig from his fingers.

the rest of the day consisted of going to a park, a cafe, and many other places, but at every spot, beomgyu had to stop and tell you just how beautiful you are. and now here the three of you are, at your last stop of the day. you told your friends you had a headache, when in reality you knew your boy was streaming in less than an hour.

beomgyu brushes a strand of hair from your face, "y/n—" beomgyu was cut off by a whine, followed by a quick 'shut up' from taehyun. your eyebrows shot up when the noise came from taehyun’s mouth.

beomgyu smirks at your expression, he wasn't yeonjun, he knew the two of you needed a push before either of you found out about the other.

you furrowed your brows before realization dawned on you, no wonder it was taehyun. a few weeks ago you adjusted your settings to 'near me,' your camboy — or well, taehyun — popping up immediately.

"taehyun, can you come home with me?" you ask him suddenly, earning a double take from the boy. beomgyu rubs his hands together before getting up.

"i need to go...see yeonjun," beomgyu pushes his chair in, slapping some cash down to pay for his side of dinner.

"i thought you said—"

"bye!" beomgyu interrupts taehyun before waving. he didn't waste time dashing out the diner. he was lying, obviously. he'd probably just go home and play a video game with his brother.

you stand up, throwing your side purse on and motioning taehyun to follow you. "why do you want me to go home with you?"

"i change my mind," you push yours and his chair in, laughing when his curious smile falls. "it wasn't a suggestion."

taehyun’s face reddens at your dominance, a light smile returning to his lips. "but-”

it wasn't a question," you repeat, throwing down your money and walking away. you hear taehyun following quickly in suit and you grab his hand before running out the diner.

"s...slow down!" taehyun stutters, attempting to keep up with you. despite playing baseball like the rest of his friends, he still found himself running slower than you. maybe it was the way you were treating him, driving him crazy. not to mention that he was supposed to be streaming minutes from now.

you push him into your empty house, thankful your parents were gone since the night was probably going to go as you thought. your boy wouldn't come on stream in time, proving he's taehyun.

you lead him to your room, practically throwing him onto a nearby chair. the next hour consisted of the two of you on your phones, taehyun occasionally trying to ask you something, but you refused to comply every time.

you laugh when your phone clock reads '11:00 pm,' and the stream never started. not to mention the amount of times taehyun made an attempt to leave.

"taehyun, it's an hour after," you smirk, you'd caught him. you found your boy. taehyun looks at you, eyes blown and a red coat of embarrassment on his cheeks.

"an hour after what?" taehyun gulps, eyes widening when you make your way towards him. you pull up his profile before shoving it in his face. you swore he couldn't get redder.

a whimper leaves his lips, tears beginning to brim his eyes. "please don't tell anyone!" taehyun pleads, hiding his face in your neck with shame.

"as long as i'm in your videos from now on," you smile at him, lifting his head from it's spot. taehyun looks up at you with confused doe eyes, cheeks still red with embarrassment.

"w...what do you mean?" taehyun stammers, his lip trembling. you coo at him, running your fingers through his hair. his eyes began to flutter shut, but snapped open when you tug at his hair.

"i've been waiting to show people who you belong to."

taehyun whimpers at your words, "you've been watching me?" you nod, bringing up your blank profile for him to see. his breath hitches, his top tipper had been you the whole time.

he leaned forward to kiss you, a hand pushing him back into the chair. he throws his head back and let's put a noise of protest.

"i'm in charge here taehyun," the boy — your boy — nods at your words.

"can i kiss you?"

you brush his hair back with a nod, "such a good boy." taehyun squirms at the praise, bringing your body onto his, locking your lips together in a messy kiss.

his hands were gripping your hips, your fingers entangled in his hair. he kept trying to buck his hips up in hopes you'd comply and give him what he wanted, but the two words 'bad boy,' had his lips trembling and his movements stopping.

taehyun backs away from the kiss, the words upsetting him and the lack of air causing his head to spin, and not in the good way you made it spin. "i wan' be a good boy," taehyun whimpers, his chin placed on your chest thanks to your position.

"you do?" your face was plastered with faux sympathy, taehyun was already too far gone to realize this, believing you were being merciful with him. he nods, letting his head fall to the side.

while the sight was adorable, you instructed him to log in to his account on your computer. despite him saying he didn't have his good camera, you promised him that the people wouldn't care, they just wanted to get off.

taehyun was still embarrassed, the feeling only growing when he realized you were going to fuck him on stream.

"why're you all shy now, tyunnie?" you run your hands through his hair. his finger hovers over your mouse, the little arrow hovering over the big button with uppercase 'start streaming' letters staring at him. "y'weren't all shy before when you were showing your pretty cock off to hundreds of people at a time."

taehyun looks at your face, you looked angry, disappointed even. "why are y'mad?"

"because, tyunnie. you're my boy, and you were giving everyone else a show as if you didn't belong to me already," taehyun whimpers at your words, his cock stiffening in his pants.

"m'sorry, mommy," taehyun apologizes, his voice a pretty mix of a moan and whine. "y'better be sorry. y'gonna be sorry," you lean over, quickly pushing his finger onto the mouse, the clicking sound being the loudest noise in the room.

viewers flooded in, all surprised by the sight of not only taehyun, face in frame, teary and red, but a pretty girl right next to him. comments came left and right, 'why didn't you tell us you were so pretty?', 'who's the hottie?', and 'why are you late?' the first one, and many others like it, boiled your blood.

"gonna answer them, tyunnie?" you ask the boy beside you, his eyes never leaving you. a small 'huh' left his lips before he looked to the chat.

"oh," his voice was small, quiet, afraid he'd say something bad and you'd punish him. he watched with glossy eyes as you walked towards you closet, the sight of you bending over causing a groan to leave his lips.

"i told you to answer them, taehyun," your commanding voice rang through the room, comments left and right telling him to obey, as if he'd listen to them. he was too focused on you, and he'd probably get punished if he listened to anyone else.

his focus was on the comments now, trying his best to ignore the sound of things being moved around behind him.

"s...she's my..." taehyun trails off, not knowing what to call you at this point.

"tyunnie here, is my boy," taehyun sighs when you take back control, his mind too fogged with thoughts of you that he couldn't focus on anything else. his eyes widen when he realizes you'd stripped down to your underwear, the lace of your bra and panties clinging to you in the best ways.

you smirk as you read the comments, people interested in taehyun actually being controlled in person, not by a random commenter. your ego just kept growing at the comments, one specific one from one specific person sticking with you. you had to show the viewers what you could do now.

you lean down towards taehyun’s ear, "gonna be a good boy?" he nods, a squeak of surprise emitting from his lips when you slap his cheek. "use your words."

next to taehyun stood you, holding a box with toys, causing the boy's eyes to widen. "are you using that on me?" he asks, his voice high-pitched and barely over a whisper as he points to the blue strap-on that sat on the top. you just give him a smile before ordering him to take off his clothes.

he suddenly felt very exposed, despite being naked and doing various things for, as you’d said, hundreds of people before, your figure above him made him a lot more nervous.

you watched him in awe, he was so much prettier in person. yours eyes widen at the sight of his cock, tip an angry red. he was so much bigger in person, too bad you probably weren't going to be able to have him inside you tonight.

"good boy, always obeying me, hm?" you praise, straddling him. he nods with a whine at the feeling of your clothed pussy on his bare cock. he quickly corrected himself by muttering a small 'yes.'

you smirk at him, your good boy. "m'gonna have so much fun with you. my little toy." taehyun squirms under you from hearing your words, accompanied by the sound of your hand rummaging through the box.

once your hand wraps around your vibrator you bring it towards the camera, your face held something between a smirk and evil smile before you looked back to your boy.

"ready, baby?" you slide your hand down his chest, leaving goosebumps in your wake, a shiver traveling down taehyun’s spine.

"yes, mommy," he makes a fist from frustration, lack of relief. you turn the vibrator on the lowest setting, getting off of his lap and between his legs. you lowered the head of the toy to the slit of his cock, his body jolting at the feeling. his hands gripping the sides of your desk chair, eyes squinted shut as moans and whines left his lips. it didn't make it better when you'd occasionally pick up the vibrator and kitten lick where the toy once was.

"tyunnie?" your voice causes his eyes to fly open, and his head to fall down to look at you. "yes, miss?" he pants, the feeling almost distracting him from being able to talk.

"i need you to keep your eyes open, 'kay? good boys have manners," you tell him before taking the head of his cock in your mouth.

"yes, yes, yes, yes, okay! fuck!" a mix of a moan and a laugh leaving taehyun’s lips. his body felt so hot, the feeling and thought of you driving him mad that he couldn't take it anymore.

"m'gonna cum!" he shouts, throwing his head back. a light slap to his thigh reminding him that only bad boys disobey, his head snapping back down.

"really? but you just broke a rule tyunnie...i don't know if you should," you look at him with disappointment, fighting a smirk when tears brim his eyes.

"m'sorry, m'so sorry," taehyun sobs from both disappointing you and his ruined orgasm. he kept repeating the words over and over, the occasional 'mommy' thrown into the mix.

"get on the bed, taehyun," you command, the boy scrambling up with a sniff and disappearing from the camera's view. you switched the stream from the computer to your phone, grabbing the strap-on that caught your boy’s eye earlier.

you throw the phone down, muting the mic of your phone. "y'okay, baby?" you caress taehyun’s cheek, a rapid nod from him soothing your worries. he felt himself getting closer to the edge just from how you were treating him in this moment, he was so deep into subspace he barely knew anything besides the word 'mommy.'

"okay, baby, m'gonna need you to tell me," you brush the hair sticking to taehyun’s forehead back. "yes, mommy." taehyun whines, with a laugh you slide the harness up your legs.

you grab the camera, flipping it to taehyun and unmuting the mic just in time for you to push into him. his eyes fly open and a cry rips from his throat at the stretch. "y'okay, baby?" taehyun nods, the word 'yes' tumbling from his lips over and over like a prayer.

you began dragging your cock in and out of him, giving him slow strokes to calm him down. his head was lolling, the rule you made completely lost in his mind. you didn't care anymore, the sight before you so pretty, it wasn't worth ruining.

his eyes screwed shut, and his mouth formed an 'o' shape when you sped up, moans, giggles, and whimpers leaving his lips. he felt he couldn't escape you. he could feel you everywhere, hands on his thighs, then his chest, then his arms. the thought and mental image of you floating through his mind.

"m'gonna cum," taehyun breathes out, his voice was raspy. you leaned down to kiss him, camera still focused on his lower half.

"go ahead, baby, cum all over my hand. make a mess for me," you quicken the snap of your hips, sobs leaving your boy as he came all over your hand, some landing on his stomach.

you didn't spare another second on the stream, ending as fast as you could. he was your boy, no one was going to see him longer than they had to.

"thank you, mommy," taehyun pants, a smile on his dry lips that he was repeatedly wetting with his tongue.

"s'not mommy anymore, tyunnie, s'y/n," you lean down to kiss him, the boy bringing you towards him, chanting the word 'more' against your lips.

"no, tyunnie, don't wanna push you," you laugh, slowly pulling out of him. he took advantage of his strength, wrapping his legs around your waist and pushing you back towards him. a moan left his lips when you pulled out completely, leaving him feeling empty.

"time to get you cleaned up," you walk him towards the bathroom connected to your room. you begin running his bath and sat him on the toilet. his head fell back, hitting the overhead cabinet. he furrowed his brows before looking to you.

“you didn't get anything..."

"didn't need it, tyunnie, promise," you grab his cheeks, pressing a kiss to his lips. he laughs, placing his face into your chest and wrapping his arms around your torso.

"thank you, y/n," he kisses the flesh of your breasts, taking your right nipple into his mouth. you sigh at the feeling, combing his hair with your fingers.

"you're welcome, my boy."

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