Info - soft Dom Timothée, teasing, fingering, masturbation, using faucet to masturbate, being caught masturbating, submissive reader, ovulating praise, slightly bratty reader
"Mon amour?" I called. I knew she was home because of the car in the lot. I heard a small whimper.
"T-Timothée," moaned a voice. I smirked as I recognised the sounds. I would know that keen anywhere.
I made easy work of the stairs. I was prancing lightly, not wanting to disturb her. She was leaning back in the bath, her legs propped up on the sides of the bath.
"Ahhhhh," she whimpered weakly as her body arched. She was using the shower head to focus the strong stream on her clit.
She looked flushed. She was glistening with a bit of sweat from the hot bath. She bit her bottom lip and looked utterly lost in pleasure. She plucked at her swollen nipple and murmured my name.
"What a pretty sight," I hummed as I stood over her.
Y/n's eyes shot open. She nearly dropped the shower head. She looked at me nervously. I hadn't specifically said anything, but she knew the general rule was that she couldn't cum without permission.
"Wh-what are you going to do to me? Do I have to be p-punished?" She asked with a pouty lip. I considered her. I had her charts on my phone so I knew the poor thing was ovulating.
"Sweetie, is this ovulation horny?" I asked gently as I began to massage her puffy clit.
"Y-yes sir. I couldn't help it. My body is on fire," she whined. Her thighs were shaking and she looked pitiful.
"Awww angel," I said mockingly. I brought my wet fingers to my mouth and cleaned them. She tasted delicious.
"Just give me my punishment, I know you won't let me get off," she grumbled.
"Go ahead," I shrugged and leaned back to observe her.
"R-really?" She asked.
"Go on princess," I chuckled.
Y/n listened to me immediately. She leaned back. Her eyes stayed focused on mine. Adorable little noises left her lips as she squirmed. She was moving the pressure around to tease herself.
"Mmm, mmm, T-Timmy," she writhed a bit.
"Keep going, you can do it beautiful."
"S'better with you," she said.
"I know, but you were touching yourself alone before I got here," I explained.
"Mmmmmmm," she sounded so bratty. I shushed her softly. I reached down and slowly inserted two fingers in her sopping cunt. Her walls were fluttering in anticipation.
"Ohhhh, oh, oh," he groaned. She tried to push her legs shut and hump my hand.
"Mmm, no princess," I discouraged her. I pushed her legs back open. I took over and moved her hand so that the shower head was back to sending a harsh flow on her clit.
"That's it baby girl," I said quietly as I curled my digits.
"Feels so good, oh fuck, oh Tim!" She was crying. Her breasts heaved.
"Eyes on me, easy does it, atta girl," I praised her. She looked so completely lost to pleasure. She made sure to listen though. Her eyes stayed on me. No matter how much she squirmed and wiggled, her eyes stayed on me.
"Goooood girl. You can do this. You can take it for me," I urged her.
"Uh huh, uh huh, I'll do good," she whimpered.
"Let's get you off yeah?" I asked her.
"Yes, yes, YES!" She cried out. She was nearly wailing as she gasped and moaned and her body convulsed. I watched proudly as I noticed that she couldn't keep her eyes on me, they rolled back in her head in ecstasy.
"That's it, that's it," I soothed her. I pet her clit gently with the pad of my thumb.
"I did good?" She asked sleepily.
"So good princess," I promised.
