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Sub Wriothesley x Reader

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((Wriothesley - Worship

Contains: sub Wriothesley, femdom reader, worship, size kink (reader being smaller than Wriothesley), pet names, thigh riding, he cries, a bit of dick stepping at the beginning

SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG OMG AND ITS SHORT TOO 😞 but this is lowkey rlly self indulgent LMFAO leave me alone ok))

NSFW under the cut! 

Who would've thought such a big, tough man would submit so easily?

All you really had to do was pull him in by that red tie, and he was instantly yours. Maybe he didn't even know it yet; but you did.

He practically fell to his knees, you sitting in your favorite velvet chair and looking down at him. "Aww, poor thing.. you seem so tough, who would've known it was this easy to break you?"

You rest the foot of your stiletto heel onto his crotch and he lets out a whine at the contact. "Ah- please Miss, I'm yours to toy with. I exist only to please you." You smile, pleased with his reaction. "That's what I like to hear, you dirty mutt." You press your foot against him harder as you say the pet name, pulling him closer so he's hovering above your lap yet still on his knees.

He moans as you're pressing up against his now fully hard cock, as he says through pants "Mhm, I'm your pet. I'm so dirty for you. You could spit on the ground and I would gladly lick it up, anything for you." You let out a small laugh "Ahaha, so desperate, no? It's so cute, dear."

"Now come, sit on my lap." His eyes light up, and he instantly obeys, standing and then placing himself in your lap. His thighs were relatively stronger and more muscular than yours as he straddled you. "What do you need from me next, My Goddess?"

You looked him in the eye as you let out a quiet "hmm.." as if you actually had to think about it. You push the back of his head closer to you to whisper in his ear. "I want you to fuck yourself right here on my thigh. You're so hard, must hurt hm? So be grateful you're getting anything at all"

He shivers as you whisper to him, fighting back a moan. "Anything for you, Mistress. Thank you so much." You smile, giving him a nod to begin. He repositions himself onto one of your thighs as he lowers himself down onto you. Clothed balls resting on your smooth skin, he lets out a whine.

He begins moving slowly, nervous to do too much without your permission. His breathing is already shaky, his forehead starting to glisten with sweat. His adams apple visibly bobs as he swallows harshly. You let out a low laugh "How adorable...you may go faster." He manages to choke out "Yes ma'am, th- thank you.."

He increases his pace, rutting his aching bulge against your thigh. He covers his mouth due to his moans getting louder, but you quickly stop him by grabbing his hand swiftly and removing it from his lips. "Ah ah ah, I wanna hear all your pretty sounds baby. Got it?" His eyebrows furrow in need as he almost whispers "Mh- y- yes, My Lord.."

The growing wet spot on his pants speaks for itself as he continues chasing his climax, eyes practically scanning your body to help get him off. Your chest, the bare skin of your legs, your collarbones. And most of all, your warm cunt, so close yet so far out of reach. You're covered by lace panties, but god does he wish he could be inside of you right now.

He knows better than to ask; a good boy takes what he is given and is thankful for it. He would never even dare ask any more of you, nor would he complain. He knows his place, and remembers his manners always. Just how you like it.

You grab his face, sharp nails digging into his red cheeks. "So.." you smile almost maliciously "How does it feel to be utterly fucked by someone half your size, Wrio?" You cocked your head, almost to mock him as you hold back a laugh. He struggles to stifle back a moan "So good. It's so good- ahn fuck-"

You can feel him throbbing in his pants against you and know he's close. "Poor thing, you're gonna cum soon aren't you?" He nods, overwhelmed by the pleasure too much to talk. Somehow, he managed to cry "Too much- mhm... I can't, please let me cum Miss? I need to cum so bad, it hurts, shit-" he's almost crying, so needy and desperate. It pleases you seeing such a tough man reduced to a crying slut in your lap.

"Yes dear, you may. Make a mess on my thigh, yeah? Be good and cum for your God." He obeys, cumming in his pants with a loud whine. Fat tears are rolling down his face, hair all disheveled as he repeatedly twitches with each spurt that leaks out of his angry red tip. His hips stutter to a stop, back arching. Eventually his seed leaks through his pants and onto your thigh.

He's panting as he comes down from his high, beads of sweat dripping down the sides of his pretty face. "Such a good boy for me Wrio... always so obedient. Now, how about you clean up your mess, hm?"