𝟓𝟎% 𝐎𝐅𝐅!【✘MALE! YANDERE VARIOUS】(dom! reader)

15. "use your words"

"you enjoyed pushing me around, right? break me."

he held your face in his hands, almost cradling it as he bought you closer. his lips seemed to chase your own

"ruin me, break me, destroy me... "

his breathing fanned your lips, mouth ever so slightly open, you can still see faint red coating his lips like lipstick.

"you can do anything you want to me. just pay attention to me."

you grabbed his head to slam your lips together, teeth clicking harshly against eachother. biting his tongue, tasting the saltyness of his blood in your mouth, he choked on a moan at the pain.

you eventually pulled him off by his hair, his hands letting go of your face at the motion, wrapping his arms loosely around your neck.

he was far enough for you to have a proper look at him, lips slightly puffy and red from the rough treatment, a string of saliva still connecting you to his mouth. his eyes were unfocused, struggling to keep his breath even. he was almost swaying in place, drunk off of you.

you blew a faint breath at his collarbone, his body shivered but he obediently tilted his head to the side, making space to bite his neck, blunt teeth buried into his throat, barely breaking skin but still marking it.

he's so nice and pliant for you. your hand letting go off his hair to grab his waist while the other digged it's nails into his hip.

"is that why you kept acting like a brat? just so that i would put you in your place, is that it?"

you ground your hips up against him, his body jerking with the motion. he shook his head fervently, trying to come up with any excuse to save his shattered pride.

"oh really? then why are you enjoying it so much?"

"i ah... i..." he panted. unable to even speak.

"of all times to keep quiet... you love getting on my nerves, don't you? you love it when i break you, when i punish you."

"please... fuck..."

"c'mon, use your words. insult me more, degrade me, say something to anger me. hell, call me a slut just like before."

"fuck off..." his eyes looked glossy, frustration and shame burned his face. despite his words, his legs clamped around your midsdction.

"you can do better than that! "

"light damn it! fuck me you dirty whore! ram me into the this fucking tree and make me unable to even remember my name! do it!"

you wonder if he'll be able to keep degrade you between moans. would it be cruel to force him to make a full sentence dedicated to how despicable you are?

"hm, do it better. too fucked out of your mind to insult me? you did it as often as you breathed "

"are you fucking kidding me? you stupid slut--"

your hands clenched, chest burning hot as something-- a clamor, a rumble, a growling hum came from your throat, vocal chords straining.

you pressed against his heat, his body writhing agaisnt the harsh pressure, squurming from plain and pleasure combined.

"there we go... that wasn't so hard isn't it?"

"th... thank you... please... more..."

you shoved your hand between you, groping at the sensitive skin. pulling it out and gripping it harshly, your pace was fast, slick slipping through your fingers and running down your wrist.

a rhythym of increasingly louder 'ah-ah-ah's, escaped his mouth.

his back arched away from the tree, his heaving chest pushing against yours, jaw slacking as he moaned broken sentences. white painted your hand, beaded strings stretching downwards.

he scratched your shoulders, nails digging into it as you didn't stop your sweet torture.

"a--Ah! AH! i-- i can't! too much... AH! please!"

"you said i could do anything to you, to ram you into this tree. are you going back on your word?"

he shook with overstimulation, away or against your touch, neither of you knew which one. but he didn't care.

his eyes seemed to actually roll back to his skull this time, eyebrows furrowing upwards as his legs shook around you again. your hand felt sticky, strings connecting your covered fingers.

"hm, that won't do."

your thumb pressed against the bottkm of his lips, he obediently opened his mouth. his tongue curled around your fingers, lapping against the stickyness only to replace it with his saliva.

moving down to your hand to lick at the dripping cum, running his tongue up and down your wrist to catch every last drop.

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[ah... haah... thank you...]

am late again. have more auric, have no idea what i just did.