Modified (Uta x Reader)

19: Dominating🍈

AN: wtf is a melon doing in the chapter title? I decided to use it to denote a sexual scene without actual sex... It was the closest thing to a lime lol. We cool? Normally I wouldn't put anything, but there's a lot of these in this story for some reason.

"I'd fucking rip your hair out if it wasn't so God damn beautiful." Uta cursed at you his fingers intertwined through your hair and roughly yanked it back as he finished the very last piercing on your leg. "Your naughty pussy has soaked through your panties, so I don't even know why you have them on anymore."

"Me either..." You whispered.

"What was that?" He pulled your hair up hard enough that you sat back on your hands and knees, "I don't think I heard you."

"I said that I wasn't sure why I still had them on either." You repeated more surely.

"Take them off." He demanded as his glove-covered hand ran down your thigh.

"Yes."

"Eh." He spanked you. "Let's try yes, sir."

"Oh, yes sir!" You moaned as you let the pain sink in. This was how you liked it. Rough. Being a half-ghoul had made you like this. Or maybe it was your parent, Big Madam, who had made you like this. Either way, you were getting off like you hadn't since Juuzou had gotten his genitals crushed by Big Madam and rendered unusable. The abuse itself had made Juuzou more violent, but he missed the intimacy so much that he couldn't stand to even touch you like that anymore.

But Uta had no idea and his hands couldn't stay off of you.

"You like that, huh?" He spanked you again, harder, so that his hand left a hand print. "Too bad I changed my mind. Undress me first."

"Wh-What?"

Was that too demanding for our first time? Uta worried in his head as he leaned over to look at your face to scan it for concern.

"Undress me first." He restated his command.

"Yes... Yes, sir!" You regained your composure and Uta quickly regained his own dominance as he pulled you off of the table.

Standing before you, you actually had to try not to shiver in front of him as you pulled off his shirt slowly. Beneath was a sleek but well chiseled body that you weren't surprised to see. For someone who had been in charge of an entire ward, you figured he had to be fit. You reached out to touch his tattoos, but before you could get there, his hand caught your own.

"Nu-uh, did I say you could touch? No. I told you to undress me." He smiled wickedly at you. But since you have such nice breasts that you didn't even bother to hide from me, I won't punish you."

You didn't even think about it. But it was too late now. Shaking your head lightly, your hands simply drifted down to his pants as you stepped closer to him, pushing the black fabric to the ground, allowing it to pool around his feet so that he could step out of it.

That only left black cloth boxers. Honestly, you hadn't thought that Uta was particularly aroused by the situation, besides some of the dirty talk. He seemed calm and collected. But the strain in his underwear told a different story.

Uta was a dominant personality and he was entirely turned on by the role play he was acting out.