Kai's New Housemate | kaiyong

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"Come on baby, ride it hard. Ride it good and fast for me," Kai says while placing his hands on Taeyong's hips to support him.

"Yes, yes," Taeyong whimpers.

Taeyong starts to move, rocking his hips forward and back, telling Kai how good it feels, telling him that he can feel his cock against the swell of his sweet spot. He wraps his arms around Kai's shoulders and kisses him feverishly.

"Okay folks, lets get moving— fuck . What the fuck."

Kai looks over his shoulders, spotting Chanyeol raising sunglasses over his head with a shocked expression.

"Fucking finally!"

"What do you mean— yeah just like that babe — finally?!"

"Why aren't you guys stopping!" Chanyeol says covering his eyes and turning around.

"I know you know me. I love an audience," Taeyong murmurs while planting his knees onto the couch and bouncing up and down on Kai's cock with more eagerness and greed.

Kai thrusts harshly, making Taeyong whimper and drop his head against Kai's chest.

"That's— you guys are sick ! Meet me in the car in five minutes. If not, I'm ripping your dicks off!" Chanyeol covers his ears and shouts, "And I told you, Kai! I knew you liked him!"

When Chanyeol leaves, Kai gives Taeyong a quick kiss then slows their pace. He asks, "How do you know him?"

Taeyong grins as he says, "He's one of my regulars for about a year now. We had a few personal shows here and there. Remember 61LOW ? A few weeks ago from my stream on our confession night? He asked me to bring that very roommate into my broadcast."

That fucking deceitful bitch , Kai thinks to himself. First of all, he knew Taeyong before him. Secondly, he knew Taeyong was crushing on him and didn't say shit. He knew he wasn't a vampire!

And... he had private broadcasts with his boyfriend.

Kai wraps his arms around Taeyong roughly and stands up. He earns, "Woah, what's up, babe?" from Taeyong before shoving him against the balcony door. He positions him a little lower, making it easy for himself to fuck into Taeyong.

"This is so hot!"

"Yeah ? Must of had one of these fantasies while talking to Chanyeol. Must of got both of you off when you were telling him how much you want him to fuck you against a large hotel window."

" N-no, come on, Kai," Taeyong whimpers.

Kai sends him a particular rough thrust then wraps his hand around Taeyong's neck as he continues, "Private shows mean you please them, isn't it? You don't go talking about your hot roommates. You tell your guest how much you wanna get fucked by them. Right? "

"Y-yeah , maybe a few times," Taeyong admits.

"Fuck , I'm gonna fuck you so hard you forget about all those other sick, filthy strangers. But you're just as filthy. How many of them do you get off with? You're so dirty, babe."

"Yeah, but just yours. Only yours. Only you, Kai."

Kai smirks. "I believe you."

Kai pounds into Taeyong with force, thrusting up with an ache in his thighs but it's worth it to see Taeyong's head fall back with his lips parted and eyes shut tight. He looks so sinful, so properly ruined. Kai loves this. He wants this all to himself, feeling like he's the only one who should see him this way. Though, he'd never stop Taeyong from what he needs to do, but every now and then he wants to make it a mission to fuck his brains out and make him forget about everyone else and all their lewd comments every other night.

There's a soft knock against their door, making their heads turn. "Guys, it's been more than five minutes, please! Punish him when we get back! Well miss our reservation."

Kai laughs against Taeyong's cheek, giving it a fat, wet, slobbery kiss. "We'll make him wait. It's what he deserves, babe."