WillNE Smut (Kinky)

Weapon Play (female reader)

Imagine Will in the mafia or a gang ahaha

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You walked into Will's office without knocking - you were feeling rebellious. He had been so busy lately, you had to do something to get his attention. After all, knocking on his office door was the only rule he really stressed out of the long list of them. It was the only one he would severely punish you for.

'Get the fuck out.' Will gritted out, his teeth clenched in frustration, which only riled you up further as he didn't look up once after you came in. You walked into the room further, bending over his desk to provoke him 'How about... no.'

He snapped his head towards you, anger evident in his eyes, burning with a rage you had never seen directed towards you before. 'What did you just say?' His accent got thicker with every word which made you drip with arousal - you couldn't deny that you loved it when his voice changed like that.

'I said no.' You were shaking slightly, as well as turned on to no end, but tried to hide it in your show of defiance. Will's laugh resonated around the room, but instead of being light and amusing, it was threatening, a promise.

'It seems I need to remind a certain little slut of her place, hmm?' You went to respond but were cut off when Will grabbed your throat in a display of dominance. 'No. You can shut the fuck up. Bedroom. Now.'

More aroused than before, you head off to the bedroom, halting once you arrived due to your uncertainty as to what you should do next.

You stiffened as you heard the door slam behind you, your breath hitching and your eyes squeezing shut. A hand ghosted down your back before coming in contact with your ass, causing to you bite your lip to prevent any sound coming out.

Will pulled your lip out from between your teeth, sending you a harsh glare as he did so. 'Hands against the wall.' You hesitated, but ultimately did as he asked pressing both of your hands palm down against the wall.

'I would call you a good girl, but that's not what you were before, so why should it be now?' You went to protest at his notion but he silenced you with another harsh glare, which forced you to snap your jaw shut with celerity.

Will hummed slightly before approaching you with a flogger he had seemingly conjured out of thin air. He snapped it against the back of your thighs, which were closed together. 'Spread.' Reluctantly, you spread your legs slightly before he snapped the flogger again 'Further.'

You adjusted them accordingly, feeling more exposed every second despite still being fully clothed. 'Stop.' Breathing a sigh of relief you did so. The flogger then made contact with your ass 'Head forward.' Every second made you more nervous - the unknown was a scary thing, especially with Will's unpredictability.

Something cold suddenly made contact with the skin on the back of your neck, digging down slightly. 'It looks so pretty against your skin. Shame I can't leave a mark.' Will whispered in your ear.

He laughed, a threatening tone lacing his voice. 'It would please me so much to see your body engraved by me, just so you can remember exactly who you belong to.' By now you had figured out that Will was holding a knife to your neck, prompting you to whimper and shift slightly in an attempt to move away from the dangerous object.

'Keep still.' It was very clearly a demand, and practically forced your body into submission. The blade began gliding down your body, taking your clothes with it. The remainders of your shirt and shorts were in tatters clinging to the front of your body.

'Turn.' You did so, only for Will to remove the remainder of your clothing in a few swift movements, leaving you naked and up against the wall.

'Kneel.' You dropped to your knees in front of him, bending your head so your eyes made contact with his shoes. You watched as they moved away from you but kept your eyes trained on the ground.