watch me fuck MY girl
-> t. law 🧊
SUMMARY: y/n likes to go live & flirt with her horny audience for money - but her bf hates it, so he decides to give her a lil scare (he’s insanely jealous)
WARNINGS: mdni, smut, camgirl!y/n, stalker!law, mask kink, fucking on live, dom!law, degrading, teasing, possessive!law, creampie, missionary, doggy
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“‘you’re so pretty.’” you gleamed up at your destop camera as you read the comments flowing through your feed, making sure your silhouette showed all your right angles as you replied sweetly. your viewers were obsessed with the innocent little act you put on for them.
your stream was going great as always, meticulously showing off glimpses of your cleavage and speaking in a way that made your glossy lips pout — it was such easy money.
your night was was breezing by, effortless earning hundreds of tips just from entertaining lonleg men in the night. the sultry smiles never left your dolled up face, until something one of the comments made all the color from your face disappear.
anonymous6627: i have her address. watch my live in two hours
more and more comments flooded your feed, discarding the image of the previous comment. but you saw another one.
you knew it was probably nothing but the what if thoughts replayed in your mind.
the comments from the unnamed account kept coming.
anonymous6627: watch yourself y/n
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anonymous6627: cuz i’m always watching you :)
…
you scoffed. ‘stupids internet trolls, bet you wouldn’t say that off anon.’
sometimes people’s comments got to you, but it was never that serious. you continued on nonetheless.
you said your goodbyes as you were finishing up your stream, growing tired from hours of entertaining and answering questions.
in the next two hours it was your time to destress, cleansing yourself from todays work. a nice hot shower and herbal remedies to put your mind at ease. you were in your more comfortable clothes and rested peacefully with a warm cup in hand in the confinements of your home.
but you heard a knock at the door , you shuffled over in your fuzzy slippers and peeped through the little hole in the wood, feeling safe enough to do so through your locked door. or so you thought.
there stood a man in a mask, hiding his face like a coward. he stood restlessly waiting for you to answer, but you never did.
he slammed against the wood harder, jiggling on the door handle when you didn’t answer the second time.
“open up y/n-ya!”
his voice released the tension that was holding tight on your heart. “shit!! law is that you?? you asshole!” you opened to door to meet his figure, smacking his chest and pulling off the black sack mask he wore to hide his face.
your hits didn’t even phase your tall boyfriend, he just laughed in your face.
“what babe? you scareddddd.” he pulled you inside your apartment.
“i just wanna show those chronically online losers what’s mine.”
what did he mean by that?
he took out him phone and propped it up high on one of your shelves to show the entirety of your bedroom, not quite pressing record yet. he ignored you when you questioned him.
“they were getting too bold in your comments, y/n ya~ ‘i’ll make you do backflips on it’?” he shook his head in disbelief. heat rose to your cheeks as he mocked the people in your comments, you couldn’t meet his eyes.
he laughed again.
“please, they’re speaking as if they could even satisfy my pretty girl~”
he grabbed hold of your chin to force you to look at him.
law knew how to make you squirm, he was embarrassing you on purpose, and he knew you liked it. the way he talked down on your poor choices and belittled you made the ache in your abdomen tremble.
he just wouldn’t let it go.
“such a fucking skank for entertaining those pathetic idiots… you like it don’t you?” his grip on your cheeks fell as he set up to press the little red ‘LIVE’ button.
“praises from touch-starved basement dwellers, want them to fuck you baby? think they could make you cum?”
he faced you with his back towards the camera, ripping back his mask from you and putting it on before turning to the lens and giving it a thumbs up.
“the truth is, you like the attention, huh? let’s just see how badly you want it.”
you pleaded. hoping he would reconsider but there was no sign he was going to change his mind. was this a punishment?
“law, baby wait—”
“nuh-uh, get on the bed y/n-ya… think i can let you talk to those guys like that? your actions have consequences my love, let’s give your fans a show, you’d like that huh?”
you fell to your bed aimlessly, his words coaxing you to follow each command. but really, you did want them to watch how well he fucked you, the idea made the knots in your abdomen tighter than they already were.
before you knew it he was on top of you and between your legs, pulling up your thighs and removing your pants for you. mind already dizzy from adjusting to his fast pace, it was happening too fast, you were whimpering for him.
so rough, and the mask, ugh it did something to you.
his fingers found your clit in seconds, playing with it just barely before slamming fully into you. you yelped.
“law! oh my god!—”
“fuck, that’s it. make noise for them, tell ‘em how good i fuck your tight little holes.”
he held you down as he jackhammered your tight cunt, the sensation of being stretched and then empty again made your head spin. the pleasure making you spew nonsense, the only thing law could understand was just mindless and filthy moans.
“you fuck me so good baby, please, ahh!— keep going!” your hips met his with each quick thrust, smacking sounds and muffled moans filled the speakers of everyone’s phones who was tuned into your stream. you had forgot that was even happening but it made you weak, having your fans watch you squirm from the touch of your crazy boyfriend. you were going to cum, hard.
hundreds, no, thousands of comments fled through the feed.
there were creeps begging for a closer angle and some were disgusted. in the moment, you couldn’t care less what people were saying, you just wanted to feed the hunger growing within your cunt.
law kept up his pace, his thick cock kissing deep in your warmth. “gonna cum for me baby? cream around my cock?”
“uh huh, ahh!— keep… g-going gonna cum-” your fingers clung to the clothes he wore on his back, bracing yourself for the deep contractions that were to come with your orgasm.
“fuck!—gonna fill you baby, make you mine, you’re mine.”
“yes! god, yes!! cum in me law! ‘mmm coming!
he pulled out, smirking under his mask as he did so, you cried out. “babyyyyyyyy p-please… was so close..”
“ass up.” he motioned to do so with his fist closed and his index finger pointing upward.
in his lust filled eyes, you were taking too long. his strong arms latched to both sides of your ass and forcefully flipped you over, pushing your face into the pillows of your messy bed.
“you look so pretty for me baby, gonna fuck you good. okay?” his fingers traced up your ass before plunging them into your sopping cunt. “law! auhhh!—” you whimpered into the pillow, falling apart at the touch of his hands. he swirled his digits around meticulously before taking them back out again.
the tip of his cock slid between your slick folds, coating it with your sweet juices. your walls hugged him perfectly as he filled you back up again. “ya- fuckkk… such a perfect pussy, princess. holdin me so fucking tight, fuck!”
he felt his own high approaching, pre cum spilled within you and his cock throbbed hard. he was at the crash, forcefully stuffing your achy cunt until he heard your cries.
“FUCK iM GONNA C-CUM!”
“wait for me y/n, i’m i’m right fuck. i’m rightt there. shhhiiiiit— ‘m coming baby.. s-scream my name for them.”
you forgot about the audience once again but it was so fucking hot seeing you man get off to fucking you in front of thousands, your fans… you screamed for him.
“laww!! so fucking good!” you fucked back on his hips as he had you bent over, smacking against him as your arousal consumed you—you creamed around his cock, white substance dripped from your stretched hole.
even more poured from your sopping cunt as your man came inside you, moans and whines fled his mouth, your sweet name and many profanities.
you laid there for a moment, completely fucked out, waiting for law to get the towel and run to turn off the camera. once it had stoped recording he came to your side and removed his mask, tenderly kissing your warm skin and cleansing any remaining liquid.
“round two? the cameras off baby.” he kept kissing you, his sweeter side coming through with the absence of the mask. he snickered.
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