TOKIO HOTEL, imagines

( 01. ) PLEASURE

warnings :: vaginal sex, marking, choking, sub/dom dynamics, degradation, slight dacryphilia and dumbification

bill groaned as he thrust harshly into you. dark orbs stared down at you as he watched the way your eyes rolled back into your head at the pleasure.

your supple skin was bruised, marked with his hickeys that he'd sucked into your skin earlier. his rough hand gripped the flesh of your neck, it'd raise as you gulped in air, the pressure leaving your throat every thirty seconds as he let you breathe a little.

he's doing you'd be able to be a brat after this, to open your mouth and smart talk him. his pace quickened as his cock pushed deeper, his tip kissing your cervix as you tried to squeal or make some sort of noise at the feeling. any noise got caught in your throat, your voice box silent in fear he'd tell you to shut up and take it.

your brain clouded over as his thumb on the right side of your neck rubbed just a little, soothing you. bill smirked at the hitches and incoherent babbles pushed past your lips.

he couldn't take his eyes of you, even in moments of anger, you always looked prettiest like this. tears trickling your eyes, mascara inking into the salty liquid as they dripped from the corners of your eyes.

cheeks flushed a rosy red as blood rushed around your body. lips plump and kiss bitten, parted just a little to breathe. drool gathered in the pit of your tongue that grazed over your teeth, slightly lolled to the side of your mouth, looking drunk on the pleasure he was giving you, making a mess.

you'd already cum twice, the overstimulation making you sweat and your vision blurry as his hips didn't halt. your mind proceeded the feeling of his left hand ghosting over your hipbone, your legs tried to squirm pulling away from him slightly before he thumbed at your clit.

a mix of a moan and a sob emanated from your mouth as you looked up at him eyes pleading, his orbs mirrored yours in mocking submission.

you felt a third orgasm firing up as heat pooled in your pelvis, moans becoming louder and high pitched whines, before he really did stop, the high drifting away immediately.

you continued to look up at him in a begging haze, all he returned was a sickly sweet smile, the hand on your throat moving up to rub at your cheek gently.

"you know this, baby, if you want something, you have to use your words," his rusty voice reminded, taunting you as he knew you could barely utter a few words right now.

"please, bill, please, need you," you cried, his hips rocking softly, easing the pain slightly. he cooed at you, swiping your tears away with his thumb.

"you're so fucked out, aren't you baby, just a little whore that needs my cock so bad but can't even use her words, hm?"

he spoke rhetorically, only receiving a dumb hum as an answer. his pace continued brutally, hitting that sweet spot inside your cunt over and over again.

loud moans ripping from your throat as he began to fuck you again.