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{ The rest of the replies will come later today!  It's just a bit too early for me to try to make them, so they'll have to wait--  But they definitely will be done!

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Setting his laptop onto his bed, he then flops down in front of it, so he’s within the frame, a little smile curved over his lips as he looks the other over — or at least what he can see of him through the screen’s production of what his webcam is capturing of him. Sighing almost dreamily, he shifts, and rests his chin in his palme, a little laughter leaving him.

 ”No, no. I mean — I have a separate phone for clients, and they aren’t usually near as attractive as you, sweetheart. It’s refreshing, honestly. Young men don’t tend to flock to my club for fun, so— seeing one is lovely. Especially considering he’s attracted to me.” Smirking, he blows him a playful kiss, and then shifts, reaching out to pick up the pair of panties he’d been wearing earlier in the video. 

"These things? Mm, the stockings ripped, unfortunately, but these…." He laughs a little, cheeks tinting a little bit of a darker red. "Well, I kind of made a little mess in them, so— they have to go into the hamper." He hum, tossing them off to the side again before sighing softly. "Mm… would it be too much if I requested you get naked too, hm?"

┖     Taekwoon knows that this male on the other side couldn't see all of him--or even much of his surroundings for all that matter.  He needed it to stay that way.  Pure black walls behind him, void of all reflective surfaces and tell-tale items that could give his true identity away.  But he wasn't about to freely move back.

┖     ❝Clients?❞  Well, he wasn't expecting that, though he wasn't surprised by that bit of information as he looked at Anakith.  He did seem a bit too attractive to not be involved in such a industry.  His eyes were glancing over to the fabric that was held for him to see, unable to help himself from chuckling at the sight of the ruined article and the boy's blush.

┖     ❝Cute.  But it's not that easy just to get me naked, sweetheart.  You'll have to work for it.❞  With crossed arms and ankles, Taekwoon simply lifted a hand, tugging at the collar of his simple t-shirt; never liking the stereotypical clothing of a dominant.

┖     ❝I'm not that easy.❞

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femmefatalbunny:

She let out another gasp as the stranger appeared on more of her screens. She wanted to shrink down and disappear from the faces watching her. Her heart beat more from fear, but she tried not to show it on her face. She faced her laptop screen again.

"Leave me alone!"

┖     His head tipped to the side as he watched her, finding her reactions amusing--no.  They were more than amusing.  They had his blood rushing through his veins when his eyes caught that smallest hint of fear in her eyes, and he wanted more.

┖     ❝Leave you alone? H̛̤͕̥̳̭̳̊̄͗̽̀̐ͅơ̗̱̮̱͙̳͍̆̄̔͛̍͝w̡͚̖̫͍̳̃̓͑̑̉̚̚͜ ̢̨̫̳̹̳̗̏̈̔͛̾̐͝ç̹͍̟͈͕͙̂̑̑̈̈́̉̒ư̬͓̦̫͓͍̥͋̅̀̿̃͛t͉̟͇̙͖͙͈̔̎̄̎̽̀͠e̩̣͚̖̻̞̊͛̉̾͐̌͜͠.̛͕̥̞͔̹̜̟͆̔̔͝͝͠❞

.hacked  {  keri + taekwoon }

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{ So--Hi?

I was productive today, guys!  Just not in replies--

I'll be getting to those soon, but for now, there's been updates, and I'll make a separate post about them--

I'll try to be on tomorrow since I have the day off, but I can't promise.

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{ So replies will come tomorrow.

I've got to got to bed since I got work tomorrow, so it'll be kinda late before I can be back on here and make more replies.

Until then, goodnights everyone!

To keep myself straight on who I owe replies to, Imma tag everyone here!

femmefatalbunny @scarlettjo25  (why can't I tag you? sobs)

Waiting on:

seoktio  (but take your time, bby!) claimed-souls​  (you don't have to reply to it!) outsxders  (take your time or drop it if you'd like!) jixminx  (feel free to take your time or drop it if you'd like!)

if any of you would like to drop the thread, please just let me know through a message!  I won't hold it against you since I'll probably do the same thing at some point--

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Send me a kink and I’ll rate it.

fuck no | no thanks | ehhh | not sure | I’d give it a shot | sure why not | omfg yes | there go my pants | holy fuck yes right now

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fuck no | no thanks | ehhh | not sure | I’d give it a shot | sure why not | omfg yes | there go my pants | holy fuck yes right now

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┖     Fuck.

┖     That was the only thought running through his mind when he hears that delicious purr leaving Minseok.  It was something he could certainly get used to, especially as long as he had the boy in his lap and was allowed to call him princess.  Though he has to pull away soon enough--damn breathing.

┖     But the sight of Minseok panting has him throbbing in his pants, knowing that he couldn't control himself much more around this boy.  The sight of him so flustered and already ruined has him cupping his cheeks, lightly panting against his own lips, and he lets a hand smooth down his lower back to rest just under his bottom, tugging his chest against Taekwoon's just as a guttural growl manages to escape his throat at that name.

┖     ❝Yes, princess?❞  His voice is rough at this point, barely holding onto himself as he digs his fingers into the plush flesh, but he knows he has to be gentle; Minseok's a princess after all--his princess.

.fixed  {  minseok + taekwoon  }

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┖     It wasn't necessarily abnormal for Taekwoon to receive a call in the middle of the night to fix someone's computer.  In fact, nearly every night he was called out; someone's computer that either wouldn't start, their screen turned that dreaded blue, or maybe just their keys fell off and needed set back into place.

┖     Sometimes these things were almost sickeningly simple, but he was getting paid for some people's stupidity.

┖     But had he expected being called to a penthouse?  Much less one owned by a hybrid?

┖     No.

┖     Was he complaining?

┖     Not at all.

┖     It was a sight to see.  A little hybrid all dressed in leggings, surprised at the sight of Taekwoon--yes, he knew he broke all stereotypes of computer geniuses, but he took such great pride in it.  A smile curled at his lips, feet carrying him inside the nearly perfect penthouse, and he's having to keep himself from peering around at the decorations.

┖     Though when he's set in front of a computer, he manages to lose himself.  His mind is focused on the device in front of him, entering into the inner workings and re-configuring it to work appropriately, and he looses his focus on the male who had called him here.

┖     That was until a set of pictures filled the screen.

┖     Damn it.

┖     It was almost immediate for Taekwoon to stand, the male's laptop in his hands as he makes his way into the kitchen where he could see the other's tail peeking out from behind the counter, and the sight certainly was one to behold as he set the computer down in front of him, making sure they were playing so he could see what had been found.

┖     The silence has him smiling, a hand groping at the plush bottom, and he's got half a mind to not swat at it before he's leaning his front half down, lips grazing against the feline's ears.

┖     ❝Did you think I wouldn't see this?  Or were you planning on this?  Hoping I would find your little pictures and videos just so I would come in here to ruin you?❞  His voice was kept low enough to allow the audio from the male's laptop to sound out, filling the space as his fingers slowly traced over the swell of his ass, stopping just above his entrance.

┖     ❝Well?❞

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seoktio:

Too many thoughts are racing through his mind - why did he ever take those pictures? Why did he ever dress up? Why did he ever watch those videos? Why? All he can think about is how Taekwoon would probably be disgusted at him - and he can’t afford that. He doesn’t want Taekwoon to hate him.

He doesn’t even register the warm chest and strong arms engulfing him, letting him rest his head against the broad chest - sobs wrecking through his tiny body, accompanied by the occasional hiccup; mumbling apologies and frantic pleads of “please don’t spread those pictures— please—”

It’s only when the other man speaks, does he begin to calm down ever so slightly, still trembling as he peeked up from his spot, eyes teary and rimmed with red, cheeks stained with tear-tracks. He’d be lying if he didn’t deny the little flutter inside of him at the choice of endearment. The words escape his lips in a hoarse, breathy tone; “D-do you—” Sniffs. “I- I mean, you don’t…y-you’re not- disgusted…?”

┖     Those pleas for Taekwoon to not spread the pictures around have him nearly tutting.  Why would he spread them around when he can keep them for himself?  The pictures were perfect, each angle just right for him to see what the younger was wearing, not to mention how his small body looked in the items; his thighs filling the thigh highs and the skirts hitting him just right to tug at Taekwoon's gut, making him want nothing more than to take him over his bed, and let Minseok's webcam capture it all so he could watch it over and over again.

┖     Though when the boy's perking up from his lap, his expression beautiful, and the older couldn't help but to lift his hands and wipe away those tears, pressing his fingertips along his jaw and lips that seem too bitten for Taekwoon's likes--it certainly was something he'd have to fix.

┖     ❝Disgusted?  You're perfect, princess.❞  It was nearly impossible for the larger to keep himself from touching Minseok too much, from stripping him down and wanting him at this point, but he couldn't stop himself from pressing his lips against the younger's, partially in comfort, and partially in pure desire.

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wishes I was more social in a not creepy way so I could approach you...

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seoktio:

There’s just something about the way Taekwoon’s fingers roam over his skin, fingers smoothening out the indents that Minseok’s teeth had made after worrying his bottom lip; something about the way he feels utterly vulnerable and at mercy in his lap - small and exposed.

A strangled noise leaves his lips when the other mentions his kink so blatantly; although he tilts his head to the side, plagued with curiousity as he watched the screen change.

He’s speechless.

And he doesn’t know what to do. It’s futile to try and move to delete the pictures, not with his hands pinned in place with Taekwoon’s own. He’s so incredibly embarrassed and ashamed - his little secret and penchant for dressing up was something that he’s always kept to himself. Now that his dirty little secret is out—

It’s only a few seconds, as Minseok stares up at Taekwoon with wide eyes filled with something akin to fear, lower lip quivering, eyebrows furrowed. And then he’s bursting into tears, wiggling his way out of the other’s grip, hands flying up to cover his burning red face. He’s never felt so ashamed ever.

┖     That look.

┖     It had Taekwoon almost vibrating with pleasure at the sight.  The was his eyes are filled with tears, the fear in his eyes, and the pure shame and embarrassment he can nearly feel coming from Minseok.  It was wonderful--no, it was euphoric.

┖     But he's soon tightening his grip on the boy, pulling him against his chest, a hand resting on the back of his head and his nose finding the younger's hair.  His hands never left his body; a hand on his lower back to hold him tight as he leaned back in his chair to give Minseok that little bit more room.

┖     ❝Shush.  There's nothing to be embarrassed about, princess.❞  The name slipped from his lips before he could stop himself, his lips pressing reassuring kisses into the smaller's hair and on his ear in hopes to calm him down.  It was something he had wanted to call another for the longest time, and despite his newfound love of teasing this boy, he certainly wasn't in this case.

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femmefatalbunny:

She jumped at the laugh, it just may haunt her later. Although she was still fearful of this stranger, Keri managed to glare at him. She didn’t like being spied on in her own home.

"W-well whatever you are, cut it out! Why are you have even on my screen right now!?"

┖     That smile only spread wider; the eyes of his mask purely black as he stared at her through the screen before he let himself lean just that bit closer to his webcam, his voice dropping into a whisper.

┖      ❝Whatever I am?  I'm your worst nightmare, darling.  I can be anywhere and everywhere.❞  Just as he spoke, her phone screen turned on, his face appearing there and on every screen she had that he could have access to.  This is what he loved.

.hacked  {  keri + taekwoon }