One shots featuring our favorite psycho. Some of these are in the same universe, and it will state as much. Some of these are just fun one shots, as they should be.
Warnings: DARK!fic, explicit language, explicit sexual content, pet play, leash, cage/kennel, butt plug, cat girl, being held captive, humiliation, sex in front of people, mentions of toy play, unprotected sex, choking with leash, creampie, licking, dub con/non con, 18+ ONLY
Word Count: 1.9K
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Lloyd eyes look around the location for the night, making note of everyone that is in the room before cracking his neck. Crossing an arm to the opposite side of his body as he dramatically stretches out. Skin speckled in blood and chaos of the events prior to getting back. He reaches into his pocket to pull out his ChapStick before slathering a bit on his lips.
No one had made a single comment. No one was offering the information he was impatiently waiting to hear. He clears his throat looking at one of the mercenaries, "Well?"
"Your pet is waiting on you," one answers, his mouth turning up into a smirk. "Waiting and ready."
"Is she? Now that - is what I wanted to hear. Clean yourselves up," with a quick wink, he heads in the direction that everyone was pointing him in. The most perfect way to wind down was a few short strides.
Slowly he opens the door to his temporary room, and there you are. Down on all fours, and your fluffy white tail wrapped resting on the floor, "You promised," you whine as your cold eyes drift up to him. Your headband with the pointed ears is folded over with the tight space.
"Oh, shut up before I put you in the corner, Duchess. Remember what happened when you were in the corner?" You crawl backwards in your kennel, and further away from him. "I asked you a question?"
"You made me...Lloyd, don't make me say it."
"No," his lips turn up into a nasty smile as he stares down at you. Reaching to your chain, he gives it a little tug, and you crawl forward anyways, "I want you to say it. Tell me, what happened when you were in the corner?"
"You made me stand and cockwarm a fake cock while everyone stared at me."
"Aww, did my sweet kitty cat not like it?" You shake your head no, and he pulls your chain harder. Your face presses against the door, and you let out a pitiful whine. "I hate it when you don't answer me with words. Did you not like everyone seeing your cunt stretched out wide over that clear dildo?"
"No, sir."
"Then quit acting like a little bitch. I need cleaning. Come on. Come on, sweet Duchess," he opens the door to your cage, and pulls you out of the small space. Making himself comfortable while you're standing there with nothing else on but a collar, cat ears, and a butt plug tail. "Lick me clean."
