Warning(s): Tied up sex, Kinds unwilling listener?, Blow job (Receiving), Fingering, Lube (Your own cum...I'm so sorry), Rope play, Rough sex, Mouth tied shut, Descriptive writing, Minor cursing, Hardcore Wriothesley, Cumming inside reader, Being caught, etc... (Let me know if I missed any)
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To ask how you got here was definitely a story.
You and Wriothesley had been out on a duo mission together. Gathering important information on the Fatui for the Traveler to look over. Only to find you both had been caught. After a few hours of being tied, Wriothesley thought it'd be a good idea to stop pretending and unty himself. To say this took the Fatui agents by surprise was an understatement. It was more like flabbergasted. Offended? Like he was calling their rope skills shit.
Expecting him to get you down was the first thought that came to mind, but boy were you wrong. Instead Wriothesley had you tied in a position you'd rather not be disclosed to the public of Fontain.
"What is wrong with you?!" You whispered to Wriothesley quietly, worried that more agents could come to check on you two at any moment.
"Hey come on now. I'm not too worried so why are you?" He teased calmly. It only fueled the fire that was your annoyance. You knew Wriothesley was laid back when it came to most things but this was just ridiculous. His actions could have allowed a number of flaws to occur. "As for you." He continued, tugging at a section of rope that squeezed a squeak from you. "You need to stop being such a goody two shoes all the time."
"I am not! Y-You're just fucking crazy! The only man I will ever know that thinks doing this to his lover is appropriate at a time like this!" You yelled, only to have his belt locked and tightened to your mouth.
"As much as I love you, you talk too much. As far as I know well never get to the good part if you don't pull yourself together." Boy did you want so badly to yell at him again as you thrashed around. All you could do was sit there patiently as he rearranged the rope to his liking. Pulling and knotting it in places it shouldn't have been.
Giving his hum of approval to his handy work he hooked a hand to the rope at your mid back giving it an upward pull and watching as your thighs squeezed, a surprised moan coming from your muffled mouth.
"That's more like it." His toothy grin was flashed at you as his work was done to perfection. You watched with a weary glare as his hand slid down your front and to your pants, sliding under and to your boxers. You shook your head furiously as his fingertips slid lower and over your trapped member. Licking his lips Wriothesley pushed his hand to force your pants open. His efforts in doing so were just enough to free your dick through the clothes and rope.
"I don't think being hard is you being mad at me hun." He throws the painfully obvious notion at you as your glare weakens some. Yes, you were on business but god damn if this didn't turn you on.
Moving down he allowed his tongue to run over your head. Watching as it made your legs twitch at the sudden touch. Licking around and over it a few times he moved to take the head in his mouth before swirling his tongue while sucking on it. Whining quietly your legs move to a close only to be forced back open when he tugged the rope tighter.
"Nice try, but I've tied these in my favor darling." His words vibrated at the head of your dick before he swallowed it whole, bobbing his head up and down as he started to suck you off. Your hips twitched up upon feeling his wet mouth and your eyes dropped closed. You could feel his hand dragged up and down your thighs in a soothing but dominant motion. It was ridiculous how good he was with his mouth and hands, a reminder of how he treated you most nights.
Sliding a hand down he pressed his thumb to your ass, feeling it twitch below his padded finger. He pressed down applying pressure to your hole as it made your dick twitch in his mouth. You tried to give him a warning at how embarrassingly close you already were, but the belt prevented you from doing so as you convulsed into his mouth with a loud whimper.
He seemed the least bit bothered however as he withdrew, spilling his spit and your release into his hand with a smirk. Keeping his eye contact he used it as lube, pushing his fingers in as he started to thrust them in and out. You looked up at him with a slight grimace, finding that using your own release as lube was a little vulgar. However, the thought was thrown to the wind as his fingers thrusted faster, his free hand being used to pull the ropes binding you right against your body.
Your whole being shook and your skin crawled as heat shot through you, eyes watering at the slight pinch you received from the knots. Unaware of Wriothesley's eyes watching your every reaction and move you also missed the way his pants had an obvious strain to them. It wasn't until you heard fabric drop and felt his fingers withdraw from you that you actually looked in his direction, feeling his hard cock rub against you before seeing it.
"You still sure you don't want it?" The question was obviously to poke fun at you when the answer was so clear. Rubbing his dick all over your twitching hold, practically enticing you with it, and yet all you could do was beg with your eyes. "Alright, alright, I get it." Using a hand he moved the tip of his dick to press against your ass before sliding in deep.
Feeling him thrust in so fast made your toes curl as your head lay back to rest on the solid surface below you. Gripping your thighs Wriothesley left shapes of crescent moons in your skin as his nails dug into the soft flesh. Gipping them hard as he thrusted at a fast pace. Grunting loudly he leaned down to lick as strip up your body from your belly to your chest, running his tongue over a nipple before biting down softly. The feeling made you feel fuzzy as you lifted your chest into his mouth. The muffled moans from your mouth becoming louder.
"Yeah? You like that? Does it feel good darling?" He asks while panting loudly. His hips seemed to work harder into you at his own words as his mouth found your neck. Leaving marks in all the open spaces he could find.
Thrusting harder the heated feeling in your stomach grew as your legs began to shake, a burning sensation overtaking them as they tried to squeeze closed around him. You could feel how close he was with the way he stuttered in his movements. Hips and dick twitching every so often. It was when he started to hammer down on your prostate that you were mewling behind his belt, loudly whining as the sounds echoed off the wall of the place that was made to hold and contain the two of you.
Feeling the belt being torn off your mouth you gasped. Breathing deeply, Wriothesley's movements didn't halt one bit. You could feel his lips smash into yours as he lifted your legs over his shoulders. In doing so the rope tugged at the skin on your body, burying and rubbing against it. Finally, with you practically folded in half Wriothesley grunted loudly before pouring his cum inside you, thrusting his hips slowly as he came.
The warmth from earlier overtook your body like a burning flame twice over with his warm seed buried inside your ass. Spilling all over your stomach your eyes rolled back as tears spilled from the intensity. Ropes digging further into you and you tensed and strained. When the two of you had finally come down he chuckled.
"So, still made at me?" You shook your head in response, not trusting your voice. it was then loud footsteps could be heard running down the hall as a group of Fatui agents busted in through the doors. Sighing to himself Wriothesley stood straight. "Talk about fun ruined." He grumbled, reaching for his catalyst's glove.
