Summary: flirting with your old crush makes Kai feel insecure, but then he has the idea to remind you that you are his, and the only one that you want.
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries
Pairing: Kai Parker x reader
Warnings: 18+ minors dni, Smut, swearing, Dom Kai, degradation, daddy kink, slapping, breeding kink, spitting, oral (f and m receiving), tiny bit of blood drinking, jealousy, some fluff
Word Count: 1909
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"It's funny." Kai laughed, walking around the kitchen, once the pair of you had entered your home. "Really, it is." He pried, causing you to furrow your brows at his strange behaviour.
"What are you talking about babe?" You enquired him, leaning forwards as he forced a malicious smile, and you tried to study his stature.
"Oh, nothing." He laughed, walking closer to you, and grabbing your jaw, moving his face closer to your own. To test the waters, he spat in your face, to which you wiped it away, and grew confused by his sudden aggression.
"What the fuck Kai?" He only got like this when he was mad, and his outburst and directory of saliva hinted that he wanted to work it out, despite what others may have thought if they were to witness the crude exchange.
You went to turn, about to abandon him in this room. It was far too late to have to deal with this kind of Kai, where he was being childish and confusing, but before you could pass the threshold to your bedroom, he spoke once more, which inclined you to turn towards him.
"I could ask the same, flirting with Stephen. You can't help being such a little slut can you?" It wasn't something you'd have liked to admit, but the degradation pooled a little wetness into your underwear, he had never called you something so... dirty? Yeah, that word felt right, but to no one's knowledge, it felt good.
It was certainly a change from being a goody goody. That was all that you were known as, and in turn, treated as. Your friends were even confused, them being people as 'Stephen', why you would date the Kai Parker.
He was everything that you were not. His hobby had once been causing pain, wishing to eradicate your friends, however now, he was rather content with living a modern life with you. But perhaps underneath all the outer layers of his loving boyfriend exterior, he had a need to make someone feel bad about themselves. Maybe, just maybe, that was what he was trying to do with you...
"His name is Stefan, and we weren't flirting Malachai." As you used your partner's full first name, a darkness loomed inside of his grey irises, like a storm hovering over the dusky sea, preparing to release all of its frustration.
"Don't call me that girl, how about instead, you call me daddy?" Kai snarked, the name making you whimper and shuffle, the atmosphere completely shifting to one of lust and desire. Malachai was aware of how much you enjoyed calling him such a title, and now he was using it in his favour, to bend you to his will, and avoid any kind of argument that could occur.
