~ 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐇𝐂 + 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 ♡

[🌧️] holding hands ♥ kyle broflovski

sequel to lollipop

pairing : kyle broflovski x reader

nsfw (smut) - minors DNI!!! - aged up characters (18+)

tags : praise kink, oral (m receiving), afab reader, orgasm control/denial, slight dacryphilia, mild sub/dom dynamics, sub!kyle, dom!reader, unprotected p in v sex

word count : 2k

summary : kyle did so well, its time for him to be rewarded

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a/n - it is 2:30am on the 26th may which happens to be kyle's birthday... so happy birthday sweetie, lets hear you beg 😈

(i wrote this 26th may lmao)

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Kyle looked so beautiful as he peered up at you, his eyes full of pure submission. How had you gone so long without this? You thought back on all of the sleepovers you had spent just shoulder to shoulder as you drifted off to sleep, one of you occasionally daring to lay your head on the other's lap if you were especially tired. Could you have been doing this that entire time?

You had to make up for all of the missed opportunities.

"Pants off," You instructed, tugging on his belt quickly before letting go, watching in awe as he followed the request without a split second of hesitation. He was so obedient. "Boxers too, my love," You were sure he melted a little at the pet name, breath hitching ever so slightly.

His boxers had a damp spot from his first release, but it was quite clear that he was already rock-hard again. You wanted to praise him for being so good, but you had to save it. You had plans. You wanted him to beg for your praise.

His boxers were off within a matter of seconds, and his cock sprung to attention once freed from the confines. You paused to admire it, to admire him. He was gorgeous. You already knew that. You had known for years, but his dick was the cherry on top of the already perfect cake.

"Tell me what you want," You instructed, reaching out to caress his jawline as he kneeled in between your legs. He leaned into the contact, his eyes fluttering closed.

"You," He whispered in response. You smiled, your hand trailing under his chin to tilt his head towards you. His eyes opened to watch your reaction.

"My sweet, you're going to need to be more specific," You sighed, sitting up to inch your face closer to his, your lips hovering over his as you spoke. "What part of me do you want?"

You already knew the answer. You knew Kyle too well not to pick up on his subtle glances towards your lips. Subtle glances that turned into a stare as you spoke.

"Your mouth," He pleaded breathlessly. Part of you wanted to give in and let him have what he wanted, but there was a stronger part of you that needed to tease him more.

"But where do you want my mouth?" You played dumb, though you were anything but. While Kyle's brain seemingly short-circuited over the question, you took the opportunity to swap positions. Gently, you pushed him down against the mattress, slipping your panties and skirt off as you sat up. Kyle was lost in a trance as he watched you, so you had to remind him of the question you were awaiting an answer for. "Kyle, I asked you where you wanted my mouth?"

"On my dick, please?" He begged, his words tumbling out at a fast and slightly panicked pace, as though he were worried he was saying the wrong thing and getting the wrong idea. "Please?"

"Good boy," You praised, pressing a quick kiss to his lips before trailing them down his chest, feeling his muscles twitch with each touch, no matter how light. Before you touched him where he desperately needed you, you licked a long stripe down your hand, making sure it was lubricated enough when you did finally grip his hard member. The whimper he let out the moment you made contact was something you would never forget. You knew you would spend many future nights alone in bed thinking about that noise with your hand buried between your legs.