Like a cockroach, Always Survives

182. Kai Parker | Fuelling the Fire

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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.

Warnings; Smut, swearing, Dom Kai, degradation, daddy kink, slapping, breeding kink, spitting, oral (f and m receiving), tiny bit of blood drinking, jealousy, some fluff

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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.

"Yes daddy." You bowed your head, awaiting his next instructions. His large, ringed hand trailed from where it had gripped your jaw, he lightly tapped your cheek, his hand almost covering half of your face.

"How about you go wait in the bedroom for daddy, huh?" Kai leant down, lightly pressing a tip onto the tip of your nose, watching as your eyelashes fluttered at the notion. "And be naked, because daddy really is eager to see this nice tight body, that is only for his eyes."

Nodding, you immediately spun on your heels, walking to your destination, feeling all giddy. Out of the routes the debate could have turned, you were relieved that it had take this one. It involved no conflict, and no involvement of anyone else. It was just the pair of you, and it was just how you liked it.