HBC + character One Shots!

- Princess Margaret | Once more? p5 (NSFW)

AHHHH!

Okey, Margo getting strapped, ya'll ready? I don't even know if I am honestly.

Lets goooo!!
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"Fill me up."

(I am still staring at that line, like Jesus fuck..)

Slowly, but surely, the silicone strap slid into her, millimeter by millimeter. It was oddly arousing to see the length so easily disappear inside of her. A moan escaped her as her walls felt my length, her head thrown back against the soft pillows.

My hands firmly gripped at her hips as her knees angled themselves upwards. Her arms laying against the bed as she clutched onto any sort of thing her hands could find. Carefully, I pushed further as not to hurt her.

But she wasn't hurting, the sounds that left her made it clear she wanted me to pound fully into her, give her no mercy... make her sweat. At last, my strap was fully inside of her, my skin meeting hers.

I leaned carefully back before slamming it hastily forwards, creating a rather loud 'slap' as our skin collided. Margaret threw her head back as I pounded once again, her back arching.

Oh how I wish I could feel the way her walls would wrap around me, but this was close enough. I set a steady pace with pounding into her, trying to keep my stamina.

"Oh just like that, my good girl.."

(Mind. Blank.)

That fueled me, my body moving just as she wanted it to. Soon enough, my hand found her throat, which I now knew she loved. My fingers quickly wrapped around her sensitive and bruised skin, making sure to carefully push on her pulse.

Her hand wrapped around my wrist as I began squeezing, a look of complete pleasure gracing her face. Her eyes were lidded and her mouth in a half smirk as she felt her airway tightening.

"You look so pretty under me.. mind you, you're always beautiful. My beautiful little slut.."

I kept pounding into her, my other hand laying against her lower abdomen to further her pleasure. Her sounds... god her sounds were like heaven to hear.

My vision was blessed by her breasts bouncing on her chest, such a simple thing to absolutely make my brain melt...

(Hehe, boobies)

Her eyes quickly caught mine and she knew exactly where I was watching. Royal fingers soon drew from her clutch of the covers to one of her breasts, drawing patterns over the bouncing flesh.

A nipple was caught between her fingers and soon she began squeezing it, causing herself to let out a slight squeal. As a matter of fact, she had been letting out a few squeals more recently, indicating how she was heading closer to euphoria.

I slowed down my movements causing her to groan in agony. I pushed down on her abdomen harder, making her unable to move into the strap herself. My hand lowered, still keeping that pressure.

My thumb found her glistening core, immediately traveling to her pulsating clit. Small wet circles were made on her nub, but they were not nearly as fast as she wanted them to be.

There had began to be a slight wet sound coming every time my strap slammed into her, a cause of her juices I'm sure. It was unholy to listen to it while her moans increased.

"Please for the love of god go faster, you're torturing me."

I slammed hard into her, doing as she said and moving my hips faster. Immediately, she responded, grinding her hips in the only way she could. My thumb kept up making movements over her clit in attempt to make her see stars.