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You tease Scaramouche 18+ Modern.
Fan req.
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❝I want you off my mind and on me❞
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Most people would think that Scaramouche was the one to usually top you, but boy were they wrong. Yeah, he topped you, but there were times where you topped him instead and he'd be lying if he told anyone he didn't like it. He loved how dominant and teasing you got, how your words made him melt and how you edged him until he couldn't take anymore.
And this was one of those moments.
He hated how submissive he got when it came to you, but he couldn't help it. Your touch and tempting words always drove him crazy, and left him wanting more. Once it was your turn to top, you were a whole different person. You loved watching his back arch in pleasure and you loved listening to his whines and moans for you.
Currently you were on top of him, his hands bound to the bed so that he couldn't touch you or hold onto you as you kissed his pale skin. With each kiss planted, he started to grow whiney and shaky, his crotch aching for more. He sighed with each touch you made on his waist and begged for you to touch him where he wanted you more the most.
"Someone's getting impatient, aren't they?" You said in a teasing tone.
He let out a loud whine.
"Y/N...please...I-I really want you to touch me.." He whispered.
You lifted your head, getting up to sit directly on his crotch, a mumbled moan coming from him once both of you touched.
"What's that? I can't do anything if all you do is use your slutty mouth to moan and whimper." You said, leaning into him.
He inhaled sharply at the fact that you were moving directly on him. You noticed this and smiled seductively as you began to slowly grind against him, your own impatient nature showing. He needily moved against you as well, desperate to feel you.
"I-I ....I wa-want yo-you...to ride m-me.." He blurted out with a whimper.
Your eyebrow raised in lustful curiosity and you smiled, getting up so that you could remove his boxers, his erection springing free. He hissed at the sudden gust of air that hit him and he needily thrust into the air.
"I thought you wanted to fuck me, not the air?" You said giggling.
"Sh-shut up." He hissed.
You removed your underwear as well, hovering above him, but not lowering yourself so that you could tease him more.
"The fuck are you w-waiting for?" He suddenly snapped.
You did nothing but smile and raise yourself higher.
"Oh? You must reallyyy want to be inside me that bad don't you whore?"
He moaned out from the feeling of being impatient.
"Mommy...please...." He whimpered.
You chuckled.
"Good boy."
You lowered yourself on him, causing you both to let out a pleasurable moan.
You instantly began to move, and bounce, causing the man underneath you to be mess, desperate to touch you. He greedily thrust into you a few times, mumbling curses and groaning, talking nonsense as his body melted in pleasure. You on the other hand were enjoying this, enjoying the fact that once you had him in your hands, he never wanted to let go, he was all yours.
You groaned with each movement , your own climax building up inside of you.
"Hah—Yo-you feel so good!~ To-too bad your h-hands are tied up...I know how bad y-you want to feel me..!" You moaned out.
This sent him over the edge, eventually moaning out and he eventually came in you.
Thank goodness you were on Birth Control.
You eventually came undone, doing the same until you both were shaking messes. You lifted from him, feeling empty now that there was nothing inside of you. You untied him and he immediately pounced on you, grabbing your face as your lips connected to his, inviting you to a rough make out session. Once you two were out of breath he stopped, and you held him against your chest.
Running your fingers through his hair until he fell asleep.
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