Twisted Fates// ModernAU!Scaramouche x Reader

Ch. 15.5 [bonus]

woah you're still here, horny mf i caught you

n e ways, as you know when the title includes [bonus] it is smut, but you don't rlly need it for the story.

tw- light bondage, overstim, oral (m), mirror sex(?), biting, impact play(?), mean and dom reader (author x reader one day cause you looking so fucking cute rn i swear) 

Frustrated and irritated by that stupid green haired bitch, Scaramouche was tugging them to his shared dorm, "You didn't have to say that last bit N/n," Scaramouche snickered as Y/n huffed while rolling their eyes. "You laughed, I don't wanna hear it."

Throwing open his door to see that his friend wasn't home, he entered and Y/n huffed, and brought their arms to his waist. "Come here," they muttered as they pushed him against the door, his back pressed against it as they locked it before pressing their lips to his. 

Feverishly locked in a kiss, their hands roamed his body stopping momentarily to pull away and look down at his face; red with his blush, his eyes half lidded and seemed to have hearts in them, his lips parted slightly as he looked up at them, but their eye contact was broke as they pushed their lips back to his as their hands slipped down to unbuckle his belt. 

"Y-Y/n," he mumbled into the kiss as he felt them pulling down his pants, their lips still pressed against his own not letting him utter another word. After a minute of kissing their boyfriend so feverishly, they moved their lips to his neck as they let on of their hands hold onto his hip, the other moving under his boxers, their fingertips barely grazing their boyfriend's dick.

One of Scaramouche's hands covered his mouth as he felt them touch him; the door was paper thin, if he made any sort of noise now, then the whole dorm floor would know what was happening right at his moment. So, he just had to stay quiet until they were done with him.

Kissing, licking, and sucking on his sensative skin while barely touching him made Y/n feel giddy, their own lust of wanting to dominate their cute boyfriend made them smile against his skin as they pressed kisses down his body. The two separated momentarily as Y/n pulled off their boyfriend's belt and held it in their hand before looking up to make eye contact.

Their eyes narrowed looking down to see how hard their boyfriend was, before pressing a light kiss to his cheek, "To your room, I'll join you in a bit, and strip for me, hon." Without another word, Scaramouche quickly went to his room edger for what was going to come next. He quickly rid himself of his clothes and sat on the edge of the bed waiting for Y/n to come back. 

He looked anywhere and everywhere else trying to ignore how painfully hard he was, but he knew, he had to be good and wait until his darling returned back. And a few minutes later they walk in, his belt in their hand still, and a glass of ice in the other. His eyes curiously looking up at them as they walked past hi and placed the glass onto the bedside drawer. 

Y/n looked back at him, and he froze the minute their eyes made contact before they smirked at him. Walking past him again, they seen a full length mirror in the corner and moved it in front of the male as his pale kiss flushed in color. "Uh... Y/n?" They ignored him smirking as they moved to grab his belt and tied his hands together and grabbed an ice cube from the glass before sitting behind him. 

"Y/n," he mumbled as he moaned loudly feeling the coldness of the ice drag down his tummy, the cube melting against his hot skin as they pulled the extra part of his belt to hold his hands away from himself and them. "Shh, it's okay... I'll take care of you baby," they whispered in his ear as they grabbed another ice and moved down to his dick. 

His eyes widened at the coldness, and moan loudly as he finally felt them rubbing to relief his painful erection. Y/n hummed in his ear as he began to buck his hand into their cold feeling hand, his hand desperately wanting to chase his high and touch them at the same time. Scaramouche moaned their name endlessly under his breath as he continued to rut his hips into their hand. 

"Hm... This won't do," they muttered in his ear, and felt his retrains fall, before it was tugged off. "Here," their hand was back on his aching dick as he moved his hips to trust into their hand once more, "Look at the mirror, look at yourself. Look how much you are slut for just my hand Scara, look," they used their free hand to force his chin to look and make eye contact with himself in the mirror. 

Their hand on his dick, as he pathetically trusted into their hand, his dick already leaking precum, and their smirking face right beside his own as they rested their chin on his shoulder looking at him thrusting into their hand. "Keep your eyes on your pathetic dick," they said in his ear as he hurried up his hips closing his eyes in pleasure, but they shot wide open as soon as he felt a smack against his thigh.

"I said look at yourself, not close your eyes," he felt himself twitch in their hand, as he continues to fuck their hand like his own personal fleshlight. "Y-Y...Y/n," he moaned out as he closed his eyes once more feeling himself so close to cumming in their hand. They smacked his thigh once more as his head limply hung as he gripped the sheets under him forcing his hips to continue trusting. 

"Go on, I feel you practically ready to cum in my hand, do it," they spat in his ear as he thanked them them, as he continued to rut his hips, before he let out a pornographic moan while cumming into their hand as it squeezed down on him. "Oh, look how pathetic you are," they whispered in his ear as they squeezed a bit tighter trying to milk all his cum from him. 

"Hm, how about a few more time?" Their hand began to go up and down on his dick rapidly as he let out a choked moan, "I-I can't no more! Please Y/n!" But they didn't listen as they jerked him, slowly bringing him to the point of overstimulation, "That's okay... You want to be a good boy for me right?" 

He nodded as he closed his eyes moaning like a little bitch in heat, "Then you will cum until I say you are done, am I understood Kunikuzushi?" He nodded rapidly as he felt a smack on his thigh. "Use your words slut." He moaned as he felt them smack his thigh again, "Y-Yes! I understand!" 

Y/n's lips pressed against his shoulder, "Good boy... All for me right?" He nodded as he moaned, "Y-Yes! All for you! All for you Y/n!" Y/n smirked as they watched him cum again in their hand not bothering to stop their hand from jerking him still as his moans grew higher in pitch and louder each time they moved their hand. 

"We're not done..." They whispered in their boyfriend's ears with a smirk dancing on their lips, "We're not finished until I completely milked your balls dry Kuni, do you understand me?" He nodded rapidly as he pathetically moaned unable to even talk anymore. "Good boy... Good, good, good boy."   

wc- 1225

wow uhm idk what to say besides scara being a bottom is soo <3333

i love him as such a subby bby so cute 

as always vote to make me squeal like a school girl in my room <3