Something You Do That Turns The LADS Men On (including Valko)
Caleb
Caleb loves when you look for him in crowded spaces, unconsciously craving the safety and familiarity of your childhood friend and adoptive brother. Your eyes scan the crowd nervously, shining in relief when they lock with violet ones. The way you scuttle over to him, grabbing for purchase on the side of his jacket or interlocking your fingers with his, makes his throat tighten and blood rush downwards. In the end, even your subconscious brain knows that he is the one for you. Only Caleb could protect you and keep you safe. The fact that you werenât even aware of the way you gravitated towards him made him want to take you right there, whispering sweet nothings as he gives his meimei exactly what he knows she craves deep down.
Zayne
Zayne loves it when you actually heed his medical advice. He has plenty of problematic patients, ranging from elderly people who simply forget the things he has suggested to them, to people who, like you, are so busy that they forget to attend their appointments and take the medicine he prescribes them. So, when you actually prioritize your health, utilizing rest days when he suggests it, and taking all of your medication religiously, it makes him want to spoil you endlessly. Such a good girl, listening to her doctors orders so well. Seeing how you are able to follow instructions so perfectly, he wants to see you do so in the bedroom too. If not, he has ways of making you behave.
Xavier
Xavier loves when you reach for him in your sleep. He spends so much of his time sleeping, and it's his favorite when you join him, whether it's bedtime or simply a nap. Regardless of the time, he is on call for wanderers and that causes him to sometimes have to slip out of the bed while you are fast asleep. When your sleeping self feels the weight of the bed lift as he gets up, you canât keep yourself from reaching out, fingers brushing the warm spot where Xavier used to be. Even in your sleep, you have the cutest pout when you realize he is gone. Sometimes Xavier waits to leave the room until you settle, your eyebrows unknitting as deep sleep claims you once more. You sweet girl, so lonely without him and longing for him to be beside you always. When he comes back he always rewards you with a treat for being so well behaved, pumping himself with one hand as he dives into your soft folds, your slick coating his nose and lips as he makes sure to make you finish at least twice for being so good and patient.
Sylus
Sylus loves it when you argue with him. In his brain, it's akin to a tiny kitten yowling at a dragon for being in its way. The way you glare at him, mouth set in a deep frown, before beginning to speak again, voice laced with venom and sweet sass, makes something deep within him purr. There you are, arguing with someone who not only dwarfs you in strength and power but also influence. What did you think you could do? Even though he knew you could never defeat him, in intellect or might, he loved to let you try. It was like a fly struggling in a spiderâs web, only to become more caught. Sylus lets you think you won, before pinning you down, and showing you exactly who holds the power here.
Rafayel
Rafayel loves it when you prioritize him above all of your other responsibilities. Your friend asked you to a meal but you cancelled because you wanted to see him? Heâs instantly hard. You are out on a date with him and Xavier texts you asking about going on a mission and you decline? You better find a bathroom or dressing room because he is inches away from bending you over right then and there and showing you what good little devotees get for being so obedient. This sea god requires a lot of attention, basically all you have, so when you provide it without him even having to ask, itâs like you induced his ebb right then and there. He is your god, your idol, and your mate, so what could be more important than him?
Valko
Valko loves it when you nuzzle your head against him. He always does it, both purposely and without realizing because of his wolfish instinct to make sure you smell like him. The poor boy canât stop himself from scenting you constantly, the knowledge that you smell of him and only him making his tail wag in delight. What he didnât expect to love so much was when you nuzzled him back. His sweet, perfect mate. The fact that you arenât even a wolf like he is, but still find yourself snuggling yourself against the crook of his neck or cuddling into his hands when he cradles your face makes his mouth go dry and his rut threaten to start. Since you are going to act like such a good mate, it's only fair he breeds and knots you like one, no?
haii guys! hope you enjoyed! this is my first multi-chara post, so we will see how it goes :3 as always, thank you for the support and love on my fics! i hope you have a wonderful day, and remember to stay hydrated -kitty
âUgh!â Zayne let out a throaty whine as you traced the head of his dick with one perfectly manicured finger, smearing the precum all over the surface. You glanced up at him, a sweet smile gracing your lips that didnât fully reach your eyes. Sitting in between his spread legs, you admired your handiwork. The doctor was completely naked in the chair, his hands secured behind him on the backrest. Sweat was beading from his brow, a few drops falling from his face as he peeked down through his hair at you.
His breath hitched as you resumed your movements, teasing the swollen and leaking tip of his cock with featherlight touches. Subconsciously, Zayneâs hips twitched, his body begging for more stimulation. âAh, ah, ah⊠You need to behave, Mr. Doctor.â Your words tore another whimper out of him, his hips struggling to not buck into your touch. Your smile turned mischievous as an idea came to your head.
You sat back on your knees, pulling your hand away and placing a finger on your chin, a movement meant to symbolize your deep thought. You hummed pensively, your eyebrows pinching together on your forehead. âI suppose, if you donât know how to behaveâŠâ You paused for dramatic effect. âIâll have to find someone who will.â âNo!â You jumped slightly, surprise lacing your features as Zayne lurched against his restraints. His muscles strained against the chair, desperation clear in his eyes. Fat tears began to roll down his cheeks as his lower lip trembled in defeat. Oh, how you loved teasing him like this.
âI can beâŠâ He gulped. âI can be good.â âAwwww.â You purred, leaning forward to catch a few more drops of precum that had leaked with your tongue, the warm muscle devastatingly pleasurable against his sensitive tip. âWill you be a good boy for me?â He nodded eagerly, a choked moan tumbling out of his mouth as you closed your lips around him, your tongue swirling on the underside of his cock as you sucked.
âMmm⊠Feels goodâŠâ He whined, his breath hitching as you grabbed a hold of his muscular thigh, your fingernails digging deep enough into the skin to draw blood. Zayneâs eyes rolled back, the pain only pleasurable. You began to bob up and down on his dick, drool seeping from the corners of your lips to drip down the length to his balls. He couldnât hold back his sounds, his breathy moans and whimpers music to your ears. His legs began to twitch, and you pulled off his cock with a wet pop, leaving him panting and confused.
âWhy did you stop? I was good, I did everything I was supposed to?â His desperate babbles and teary eyes made something warm curl in your belly, settling there comfortably. You had all the power over this man who dwarfed you in strength and size. You tilted your head innocently.
âOh, baby, did you think you were going to cum tonight?â The way his face fell, tears beginning to stream down his cheeks again, was like drugs to your system. This was going to be so fun.
hayy guys! hope you enjoy! i'm not used to writing submissive men LOL -kitty
tags: porn with a tiny bit of plot, sea god rafayel, yandere tendencies, jealousy, oral (m receiving), marking/biting, p in v, cucking?, praise kink, worship, panty tearing, exhibitionism (kinda!), she swallows dw, sea god rafayel has endless stamina, hes probably going to kill jacob after this
wc: 2k
Gradient ocean blue and pink irises scanned the crowd before settling on your figure. You were talking to another man, a polite smile on your lips as he spoke. Rafayel felt an acrid taste settle in his mouth as he watched you speak with the person in front of you. How dare that man talk to you? He was the fourth one this evening to approach you, and Rafayel wasnât sure how much more he could take.
As much as he hated it, the lemurian couldnât blame the men. The way your dress hugged your curves made his throat go dry. But the fact that other people could see you, and have the same reaction as him, made him want to burn the art museum down with everyone inside. God, how he regretted bringing you as his plus one to this event.
He shouldâve just left you home, safe and sound and surrounded by him. But instead, there you were, mingling and having fun and leaving him behind. The person beside Rafayel droned on, continuing to be nothing but background noise against the din of other people speaking and glasses clinking. The mating mark on his chest was burning uncomfortably as he continued to watch you, like his body was begging him to go and claim you in front of the crowd.
He couldnât tear his eyes away from you if he tried, the way your irises shimmered and the smile stretched across your lips akin to drugs. If he could spend the rest of his life only drawing, sculpting, and painting you to immortalize your beauty, he would never want for another thing. You shifted back slightly as the man in front of you placed his warm, clammy hand on your shoulder. Rafayelâs body moved before he thought, cutting off the person beside him, as he shoved through the crowd around him to get to you as fast as possible.
You turned your head, meeting Rafayelâs burning eyes as he finally reached you. The stranger backed up, his hand falling from your shoulder as Rafayelâs murderous gaze snapped to his face. Despite the savage glint in his rainbow eyes, a small smile was on his lips as the sea god wrapped his arm protectively around your waist.
âCutie, arenât you gonna introduce me to your new friend?â You felt the way his grip tightened when he said friend, and you glanced cautiously between your love and the man having a staring contest. âUm, Rafayel, this is Jacob. He works for the museum and we were just discussing our favorite of your pieces.â âOh, really?â Rafayel hummed, his head tilting slightly. The smile still didnât reach his eyes.
âSo which of my paintings is your favorite?â Jacob didnât look away, holding the artistâs challenging and ferocious gaze without missing a beat. âI personally love your piece called Lemuriaâs Pearl.â Rafayel wanted to leap forward and stab this guy through the chest. That painting was inspired by you, and held a deep meaning for the sea god. His smile stretched, strained by the rage he was feeling.
âOh, Raf, I think Thomas is calling us!â You could have cut the tension with a knife, and you saw the way Rafayelâs eyes looked. If you two stayed any longer, he might actually kill the guy. You gave a polite goodbye to Jacob, before pulling Rafayel with you back through the crowd. You took him to an isolated place behind the exhibits so he could cool down. As soon as you entered the empty hallway, your companion whipped you around, pushing you against the wall and capturing your lips.
The kiss was as passionate as it was claiming, his tongue immediately slipping past your lips to explore your mouth. You gasped into his mouth as Rafayelâs hands slid down your side to the back of you to grope your ass. Your eyes fluttered shut, the intensity of the kiss and the touch overwhelming you. After a few more seconds, he pulled away, a silver string of saliva hanging between you two.
You opened your eyes, a shiver running through you at the burning vehemence in his rainbow colored gaze. His brows were furrowed, gaze tracing your lips before flitting back up to your eyes. There was a nasty pit settling in his stomach that he needed to deal with. To do so, he had to prove his claim over you, and make sure all the nasty land-dwellers with their evil thoughts would stay away. He shouldâve pinned you against a painting there in the exhibit and made everyone watch while he took you. This would be a fine substitute, though.
âKnees. Now.â The valley between your legs pulsed at his stern tone that was paired with the possessive look on his face. You gulped, slowly lowering yourself to your knees. Rafayelâs hand found your chin and tilted it up, making you meet his gaze. âPerhaps you donât fully understand what it means to belong to a sea god. What it means to belong to me.â
You opened your mouth to protest, eyebrows knitting in concern, but he placed his finger against your lips to silence you. His eyes were glowing, ocean blue scales starting to decorate the space around them. âNow, like a good little devotee, you will worship your god. Maybe then you will remember your place better. If not, I have other ways of reminding you.â He took his hand away from your face, bringing it up to his belt to unbuckle it. As he shoved his boxers down slightly, his length sprang free, the tip leaking and blushing pink.
He cupped your chin again, pulling you closer until your lips were right in front of his cock. Rafayel bit his lip, watching the way your eyes widened at the size of him with a twisted pleasure. âOpen up, little fishie.â Something deep inside you purred as your god ordered you, and your body willingly followed. Your lips parted just enough for him to push himself past them. He was heavy on your tongue, and his precum tasted both sweet and salty.
The god tossed his head back, letting out a low groan at the feeling of your soft tongue against his dick. He pushed his hips further in, your lips pulling at the corners due to the stretch. Tears pricked at your eyes. He finally bottomed out, so deep inside your mouth that you knew if you moved any further forward you would gag. You glanced up at him, his head still tossed back in pleasure, and began to pull back.
As you moved back and forth on his length, you used your tongue to stimulate the underside of his cock, saliva dripping from your mouth as you bobbed. Rafayel lifted his head so he could look down at you. Your eyes were clenched shut and eyebrows knit together in focus as you worked hard to bring pleasure to the lemurian. He began to stroke your head with gentle pets, the way someone rewards a small animal for being well behaved.
âMy pretty brideâŠâ He murmured, glowing blue eyes almost fluorescent in the dim lighting of the room. What a picture perfect moment, you slobbering on his cock in a hallway behind an exhibition created to celebrate him. He wished he could freeze time so he could paint it properly and make sure he never forgot a single detail of the moment. His eyes trailed over your figure, kneeled before him like you were praying, posture reverent as you drooled all over the dick of the god of the sea. Pleasure began to build in his stomach as he watched you. Rafayel wished you could just stay like this forever, on your knees worshipping him, never thinking about anything else.
He slid his hand to the back of your head, beginning to push in time with his thrusts down your throat. He hissed when you gagged, the feeling of your throat constricting around his length almost sending him over the edge. Tears streamed down your cheeks as he fucked your face, his pace quickening as he got closer and closer to the edge. You tried to speak, maybe to ask him to slow down, but the sound was muffled by your chokes on his cock. Rafayelâs shining blue eyes rolled to the back of his head as he thrusted into your mouth one last time, finishing down your throat with a groan. You dutifully swallowed as he kept you there until he stopped twitching from the aftershocks. He slid out of your mouth and you slumped back onto your knees, your breath coming in short pants.Â
âDid I⊠do well?â Your eyes shone as you spoke, desperate for your godâs approval. Rafayel lowered himself to his knees, cupping your cheeks in his hands. âYou did so well, my pearl.â He leaned forward, dropping his head to your neck where he kissed and licked the sensitive skin. âLet your god reward his devoted follower.â
He pushed against your shoulders, laying you down on the cold marble floor. Your gaze was dazed, head foggy. In the dim lighting, all you could focus on was Rafayelâs illuminated blue eyes, intense and possessive. He hooked your legs around his hips and ground his already hard cock against your soaked and clothed pussy, parting his lips to release a few moans. Then, he reached down, tearing your panties off in one pull and throwing the shredded fabric to the side.
âThis pretty pussy is all mine. Understand?â You nodded dumbly, wincing in pleasure as he began to push himself inside, your unprepped but gushing hole stretching to accommodate his size. He growled, seating himself fully inside of you, where his dick belonged. He brought your legs over his shoulders, turning his head to kiss your feet reverently.
âMy pearl, my treasure, my sweet and devoted bride. Iâll make sure everyone knows who you belong to.â He nibbled on your foot before turning his attention back to your face, as he began to thrust slowly. Every snap of his hips brought him so deep it was tortuous, and you couldnât keep the whimpers and gasps from leaking past your lips. His eyes snapped to your mouth before he leaned forward, bending you in half into a mean mating press, his hand snaking up to cover your mouth as he continued thrusting.
âShhh little fishie⊠I want those sounds just for me.â He nipped at your neck as he spoke, licking to soothe the spots that were now red welts. Lost in pleasure, you didnât hear the approaching footsteps, but your god did. His eyes shot up, the possessive and protective instincts flaring inside of him at the thought of someone else seeing you in this position, wrecked and drenching his cock in your slick. A cruel smirk graced his lips as he locked eyes with Jacob, who had just turned down the hallway, presumably looking for you.
You mewled against Rafayelâs hand, feeling a familiar knot start to tighten inside of you. He cursed at the way you clamped down on him, narrowing his eyes at Jacob. He was stopped in his tracks, eyes widening at the way you two were strung together, your ankles at Rafayelâs ears and ass lifted off the floor. The wet plapping of skin meeting echoed in the empty hallway, and as much as he tried, he couldnât tear his eyes away.Â
Your sounds got louder as you got closer and closer to your orgasm, and Rafayel removed his hand, smashing his lips against yours. He didnât break eye contact with the man. You whimpered and whined into his mouth, your hips pressing against his as you chased your high, and you came with a cry, clenching down on Rafayelâs dick. Rafayelâs eyes burned threateningly, and Jacob backed away, turning and running off with his tail tucked between his legs. The sea god came with a gasp, pulling away and finding a soft spot on your neck to bite down, his eyes flaring as he marked you.
Panting against him, you squirmed in his hold, trying to escape the tight grip he had on your hips. His mating mark pulsed against his chest, urging him on.
âWho said weâre done?â
thank you so much for reading! i hope you all enjoyed :3 -kitty
tags: porn with a some plot! (mdni, 18+ only!), lightly proofread, afab reader, brat/brat tamer, bondage, biting, spanking, use of daddy, jealousy, fingering, oral (f receiving), overstimulation, p in v, cumming inside, praise kink, annoying ass side character
wc: 3.7k
Sometimes, living with Zayne could be very difficult. Of course you understood that he was a busy man, saving lives and the like every single day. You were proud to have such a wonderful man as your boyfriend. Despite all of this, you couldnât deny that the house, and especially your bed, felt cold and empty without him.
He had been prepping for a very important surgery on a VIP patient, leading to him barely showing his face at home, opting instead to sleep on the couch in his office to stay as efficient as possible. His messages had also become more sparse as he devoted all of his time to research to ensure the best possible outcome for the procedure. Your chest ached as you realized the last time you had slept in your belovedâs arms, and seen his handsome face in person, was over a week ago.
To his credit, Zayne was doing everything he could to ease the pain caused by his absence. He had texted you at least once every day to check in, and even got healthy meals delivered to the house to ensure you were eating. Once every few days, he made sure to carve out a few minutes in the evening to video call you. Even though he was doing his best, you felt like a part of you was missing all week and longed to have him back by your side.Â
You sighed after checking your phone again and seeing no notifications. You had just finished your hunterâs assignment, leaving you strolling the city streets aimlessly. A rumbling resounded from deep in your gut and you stopped, blinking in surprise as you realized that it was just past lunch time. While weighing options for your late meal, an idea popped into your head. Maybe you could pick up lunch for you and Zayne and bring it to his office? A small smile graced your lips as you set off on your newfound mission. You couldnât wait to see him again.
Food in hand, you made your way to his office, stopping to greet the staff members you recognized. You approached the front desk, smiling at the nurse as she waved at you.
âDoes he have a patient right now?â She shook her head, gesturing for you to head to his room. You nearly skipped down the hall, the idea of seeing your love after such a long wait making your heart race. You stopped just short of his door, noticing it ajar and hearing voices from within. You peeked inside, wondering who the voices belonged to. Your eyes widened in surprise as you saw a young nurse you hadnât met before standing behind his desk and next to him, peering over his shoulder at the bright computer screen in front of them.
âOh my gosh, youâre so smart Doctor Zayne!â Her voice was giddy, and she laid a hand on his forearm as she spoke, a smile stretching across her cheeks. Something twisted in your gut. You pushed the door open, watching as both her and Zayneâs eyes flitted to you. You smiled at both of them, although it didnât fully reach your eyes.
âHi, Zaynie.â You greeted, the nickname rolling off your tongue sweetly. You couldnât miss the way the nurseâs face fell if you tried. He smiled in response, his eyes crinkling at the corners. âWhoâs this?â Your tone was saccharine as you set the food down, gesturing to the nurse by his side. She quickly pulled her hand away from his arm.
âIâm Stella! I just started a week ago. Doctor Zayne here was being kind and showing me how to log into the hospitalâs webportal.â You hated the way his name sounded coming out of her lips. If she never said it again you could die a happy girl.
âSince you know how to do it now, Iâm sure you wonât need my help again.â His deep voice was smooth and nonchalant, betraying no emotion. To say Stella looked deflated was an understatement. She glanced between you two before backing up, saying quick goodbyes and leaving the room. Your eyes followed her retreating form, a sour look replacing the false smile that was on your lips. Once the door closed behind her, you fixed Zayne with a narrow eyed gaze as he circled the desk to approach you.
âYouâre so smart, Doctor Zayne!â You mimicked, the words sour in your mouth. He lifted an eyebrow at your comment, but pulled you into his arms nonetheless. You felt the tension from earlier melt off your muscles as you nuzzled into his chest, wrapping your arms around his back. âI missed you so much.â Your words were muffled against his shirt. His hands were rubbing reassuring circles into your back as he hummed in agreement. You pulled back, closing your eyes and lifting your face. Zayne dropped his head, sealing his lips over yours, his mouth gentle and warm. You sighed contentedly into the kiss before pulling away, snuggling your head back into his chest.
âI see you brought us lunch.â You nodded, glancing up to catch the way the corners of his lips lifted into a small, but sweet, smile. âWe shouldnât let it get cold.â
As you sat and ate together, you couldnât shake the bitter feeling from earlier.
âSo, sheâs new. I havenât seen her before.â You started, taking another bite of the food in your lap. âYes. I believe she started a week ago.â You made a small sound of agreement, remembering she had said that in her introduction. Your eyebrows knitted together in deep thought.
âHave you worked a lot with her since she started?â Zayne put his fork down as he chewed, seemingly processing your question. âOnly during the day. Her schedule is a bit different from mine.â The bitter feeling burned in your belly. âYou see her every day, then?â âSince she began working here, yes.â You didnât feel like eating anymore. âOh.â Your response was simple, betraying nothing. You knew he had a lot on his plate preparing for the upcoming surgery and the last thing you wanted to do was add to that. However, the thought that you hadnât seen your lover in so long, and he had been spending his days with another girl, coworker or not, made a pit settle painfully within your gut.
âAre you alright?â You didnât even realize you had trailed off, staring into a corner of Zayneâs office as you thought. You shook your head and smiled listlessly. âIâm okay, just tired.â âHave you been getting enough sleep lately?â You laughed. âThe doctor pulling all nighters wants to know if Iâm getting enough sleep?â Your tone was teasing as you spoke, your chest feeling warm as you realized he had been worried about you.
You jumped as the door to Zayneâs office opened, his small smile falling as his eyes moved to it. Stella walked in, holding a bundle of patient charts. âSorry to interrupt your lunch, Doctor Zayne.â Your eye twitched as she walked past you, giving you a cursory nod and laying the papers down on his desk. âThe other doctor asked if you would be able to go over these before your next appointment at three.â âYes, that should be doable.â He hummed as he scanned the stack of documents. She smiled, before turning to leave, her eyes scanning over you like she was sizing you up. You could barely hold back your scoff.
After she left, you began gathering your things. âAre you leaving?â Zayne seemed surprised, given that you only had a few bites of your food. âClearly you are busy with your paperwork and your new nurse, so yeah. I guess Iâll go see if Xavier is ready to do another mission.â The bite in your words was clear, and you walked out the door before he had a chance to answer.
Once you left the hospital, guilt began to build in your throat. You didnât mean to snap at your boyfriend like that. What you really wanted to do was cuddle into his arms as he whispered gentle reassurances. You held back your feelings for fear of adding to the load he was carrying but it all came out anyway. You felt silly for getting so jealous. You werenât in high school anymore. But you couldnât help it. The way she smiled at him, and was so comfortable touching him, made you so upset you couldnât stand it.Â
You knew he was just trying to be professional, but a part of you felt like Zayne was entertaining her. You had no reason to feel that way, other than the anxiety that had been eating at you. If nothing else, Zayne loved you more than the stars in the sky.
You finally arrived home, mentally and physically exhausted from the day. You hoped you could call Zayne later to apologize for your behavior. Plopping down on the couch, you opened your phone and your favorite social media app. Clicking through the tabs, you ended up on the âPeople you might knowâ screen. Your heart stopped when you peered Stellaâs account at the top of the list. You hovered over the username before ultimately clicking it.
Most of it was normal posts, like pictures of her and her friends or some pretty scenery. However, the most recent posts were something else. The first one looked like a team photo of the Akso Hospital staff. You recognized many of the faces. As you zoomed into the photo, you noticed Stella wasnât looking at the photographer. She had her head completely turned, and her eyes trained on your boyfriend. You felt rage build up inside of you. Screw apologizing to Zayne. Clearly he was entertaining her if she felt comfortable enough to be posting photos of him.
You glanced towards the front door as you heard it open. Zayne stepped inside, brushing stray snowflakes off of him. He looked up and saw you on the couch, eyebrows lifting slightly in surprise. âYouâre home?â You asked, your tone dry. âYes. The surgery got postponed a few days, so I decided to come home to spend time with you.â You rolled your eyes before going back to scrolling. âAre you sure you donât want to spend time with Stella?â You muttered, bitterness lacing every word.
âWhat was that?â He was closer now, the smell of ice and his cologne filling your nose. You cursed the way you felt your panties dampen just from his scent. âI said, are you sure you donât want to spend time with Stella?â You stood up, staring him right in the eyes, your gaze challenging. His green eyes twinkled in delight at your attitude. âOr did you get your fill from spending the entire week with her while you left me all alone at home?â He cocked an eyebrow at your words, the corner of his mouth turning up in a small smirk. âAre you jealous, little snowflake?â You narrowed your eyes at the use of your nickname, despising the way it made heat build in your gut.
âI have been neglecting you, havenât I? Is that why youâre acting like such a brat?â Zayne reached out to take your hand, a few wispy pieces of his black hair falling in front of his eyes as he did so. You pulled your hand away quickly, leaving his arm hovering in the air. âI donât know, is it? Figure it out, since youâre so smart.â You hissed, turning to walk away. Before you could take a step, you were hoisted into the air and thrown over Zayneâs shoulder.
âPut me down!â You shouted, battering your fists against his broad, strong back as he carried you to your shared bedroom. âI have to fix that attitude of yours.â He tossed you onto the bed, crawling over you as he loosened his tie. âDonât worry, Iâll give you all of the attention I know you need.â Before you could protest further, he captured your lips, sliding his tongue inside of your mouth smoothly. He tasted cool, and minty, and it took every ounce of your power to not melt into him. As he kissed you, he began to pull at your clothes, breaking away from you only to tug your shirt off over your head. Pressing his lips back against yours, he shimmied your pants down your legs, until they fell off completely. You gasped into his mouth as his cold fingers skimmed your tummy, before coming up to cup your chest. Arching into the touch, you shut your eyes, rubbing your legs together to try and soothe the friction your core so desperately craved.Â
Zayne broke the kiss, pulling away as he stared down at your face. His jade irises were shimmering as he took in your swollen lips, darkened cheeks, and dazed look. âAw, is my poor baby already feeling needy?â You snapped out of your stupor, turning your head away, eyebrows furrowed in frustration. He chuckled in delight. âClearly, I still need to show you what happens to good girls that want to act like brats.â He sat at the edge of the bed, grabbing your leg to pull you over his lap. You squirmed, not liking where this was going.
âYou know how to count, right baby?â You scoffed at his question. You didnât even have time to retort, before the palm of his hand was coming down on your ass. Jumping in surprise at the impact, you forgot to count. âDo I need to add for each one you miss?â You shook your head, a quiet âoneâ tumbling out of your lips.
âHow⊠how many?â Zayne hummed in thought as he soothed your sore bottom with a gentle rub. âI think given the way you were speaking to me, ten is fair, no?â Both of you knew you probably deserved a lot more, but Zayne had always been prone to spoiling you. You nodded, and counted dutifully as he swatted your behind, each swing feeling less painful and more pleasurable. By the time you got to ten, your pussy was soaked, and you were barely able to speak.
âT-tenâŠâ You choked, breaths coming in short pants. Zayne sat you up facing him, your legs straddling him as he cradled your face in his hands. âNow what do we say to Daddy?â He stroked your cheek reassuringly as he spoke. âThank you Daddy.â âAre you sorry for the way you acted?â You nodded, your head foggy with pleasure. âGood girl.â Zayne praised, leaning forward to press a kiss against your forehead. âLet me spoil you now. Iâll make sure you know exactly who I belong to.â
Now that you were soft and pliant in his hands, you let him lay you down on the bed gently. He grabbed his tie and carefully looped it around your wrists, securing them to the headboard. âLet me make you feel better. Iâll make it all go away.â He leaned down to mouth at your neck, reveling in the way your breath hitched and you squirmed. One of his hands left your wrists to ghost down your chest and tummy, stopping at your unclothed cunt. His fingers dipped lower, and he inhaled sharply once he felt how wet you were.
âIâm so sorry that I left you alone for so long... I missed my sweet girl.â Zayne said into your neck, his lips tracing a line down to your chest. Two of his digits slipped inside of your waiting hole, facing little to no resistance because of how soaked you were. You whimpered as he began working them in and out, curling in a âcome hereâ motion to touch that spongy spot inside.
Your back arched slightly, the stimulation causing a warm feeling to tingle throughout your body as pressure began to build in your gut. Zayneâs eyes trained your face, noting the twitch of your eyebrows and the way your lips parted to let a few moans slip out. He had always been studious, and had spent ample time getting to know your body and the parts of you that, when touched, could have you undone in an instant. After how you behaved today, he was stuck between leaving you on the edge all night or making you finish so many times that you forgot your own name.
He felt you clench onto his fingers, and decided to go with the latter. As he fingered you, he slid his body down the bed, until he was face to face with your dripping pussy. Continuing his ministrations, Zayne brought his mouth to your clit, wrapping his lips around it and sucking tightly. You let out a sharp gasp, your legs twitching and threatening to close around his head. His digits kept pushing in and pulling out as he swirled his tongue around the sensitive bundle of nerves.
âAh, um⊠Daddy, Iâm close!â You gasped again, whimpering as you glanced down and met Zayneâs intense gaze. He hummed against you, the vibration the final touch you needed to reach your high. You came with a squeak, panting as you gushed onto his fingers. Zayne continued eating you out until you stopped shaking, finally pulling away to sit up onto his legs. You stared at him, eyes heavy lidded with arousal. A wicked smile bloomed on his face.
âWe arenât done just yet, little snowflake.â Your eyes widened, and you began to tremble in anticipation at what he had planned for you.
You twitched and seized on his tongue for what felt like the eighth time. Your head was foggy from the stimulation and pleasure. Your insides ached, craving the feeling of his cock deep inside of you, but being continuously denied. Zayne lifted his head, panting, and pushed his fingers back inside of you. His lips and chin were covered in your slick, a few strands of his hair plastered to his forehead from the workout his jaw was getting. As he took in your fucked out state, a product of his consistent overstimulation, his pants grew even tighter around his already swollen dick. He didnât think he could refuse you any longer.
âPleaseâŠâ You begged, pulling at the restraints holding your wrists to the headboard. You wanted him inside of you so bad you thought you would die without it. âYou beg so prettily, baby.â You swallowed a moan as he unbuckled his belt and pushed his pants down, freeing his aching cock. You whimpered at the sight of it, trying to squirm closer. Zayne grabbed his dick, slapping the head against your clit a few times. He pulled his hips back slightly, lining up with your sopping hole, before beginning to push himself in slowly. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head at the stretch, a strangled sound tumbling out of you. You swore you came again just from him entering you.
Zayne threw his head back as he bottomed out, biting his bottom lip to suppress a groan. You felt so good inside, so warm and wet and all for him. âI canât believe I survived without you for a whole week.â He whispered reverently, adoringly running his hands over your hips to your waist, and then moving in to grasp at your chest. His gaze tracked the gentle curve of your jawline, following down your neck and across your collarbones. Everything about you was so beautiful, he couldnât stand it.
He began to thrust, slow and gentle. âItâs unfair how beautiful you are. So warm and wet and welcoming. It makes me want to give you the world.â He tweaked your nipples with his fingers as he spoke, his hips snapping against you rhythmically. âYou deserve more than the world. You deserve the world, plus the moon, stars, and universe.â He let out a moan as he felt you tighten around him, your hips lifting slightly to meet him mid thrust. Dropping his hands from your chest, he brought them to cup your waist, using it as purchase to help pull him in deeper.
âSuch a sweet girl, all worried about me while I am away at work. Like anyone could ever hold a candle to you.â You felt tears prick at your eyes from overstimulation and the syrupy words he was spilling. He bent down, capturing your lips in a messy kiss. Your tongues tangled together as Zayne groaned into your mouth, lost in how good it felt inside of you.
You felt a knot snap without warning, and you came again on his cock. Zayne froze, swallowing your whimpers in his mouth. He pulled back, cradling your face with one of his hands as he turned your gaze to meet his eyes.
âIâm going to cum now, baby.â After you nodded, he dropped his head to your shoulder, biting deep as he thrusted messily. It only took a few seconds before he was moaning into the bite, his hips stuttering against you. Zayne buried himself deep inside, pressing all the way to the hilt, making sure to cum as deep as possible. After holding himself there for a bit, he pulled his mouth off the bite, licking the mark to help soothe the ache. He pulled out, leaning up to untie your hands.
âDo your wrists feel alright?â He gently took them in his hands, turning them over to make sure there was no bruising. You nodded wordlessly, completely exhausted from your activities. Zayne laid down next to you, pulling you into him, your back pressed against his chest as you both laid on your sides. He brought one hand up to gently stroke your hair as he peppered kisses against the back of your neck.
âYou did so well.â You hummed, eyelids heavy and already starting to flutter shut. âI belong to you my love, and I always will. Donât forget that.â
i hope you guys enjoyed this! i luvvv zayne so much and we all know hes def a brat tamer so i wanted to make sure to do him justice! until next time <3 -kitty
im writing a fic rn where the reader gets jealous over zayne spending time with a new nurse at his work and while writing this IM LITERALLY GETTING MAD BECAUSE OF HOW THIS NURSE IS BEHAVING LIKE GET OUT OF MY FACE TF
So like so like so like what if a girl who is not me raffies bride hit on him and started blinking fast and and she touched his forearms bc he is so FINE then what? What would he do ....would he be mean ???? Omg sorry im excited I loved your writing
Disgusted is an UNDERSTATEMENT. The fact that some nasty human woman dared to put her hands on him only makes his mate mark glow angrily. The gall of some land dwellers, thinking they could hold a candle to you and your loving touch⊠It makes him scoff.
To answer your question, he would ignore her completely, maybe even calling for Thomas to get rid of her as he pulls away, leaving her hanging. The sea god does not take kindly to those that bother him, especially while spending time with his beloved. He might bring it up a few times just to make you jealous, though.
âIâm-iâm sorry!â You wailed, fat tears threatening to spill from the corners of your eyes as Rafayel slipped his fingers out of your sopping hole for the fifth time, yet again denying the release you so desperately craved. He had you sat up against him, your back resting against his chest and legs pushed apart so he could access your cunt. You felt him hum at your apology, and he dropped his head to your shoulder and let out a dramatic sigh.
âWhat are you sorry for?â Rafayel's eyebrows furrowed, a few wispy pieces of his hair falling in front of his face while he looked down, taking in the sight of your slick pussy. âIâm sorry that I didnât answer you at all today⊠I was just so busy-â Your voice hitched as he plunged two of his fingers back inside of you, the long digits curling and hitting the spongy spot inside of you that made you see stars.
âI didnât ask for an excuse. I asked what you were sorry for and thatâs it.â You whined at his stern tone, your eyebrows knitting together on your forehead as you felt a familiar pressure building in your gut. âPlease RafâŠâ
He laughed mirthlessly, pressing kisses along your shoulder and up your neck, before stopping at your ear. âWhat makes you think you deserve to cum? You ignored my texts all day. I donât think a good little fishie would do that.â Rafayel paused, starting to use his thumb to rub soft circles into your clit.
âDo you think what you did was nice? Hm?â You shook your head in a panic, feeling the pressure inside of you come to a head. It was so close you could taste it. Just as your legs began to tremble, Rafayel removed his hand again, leaving you to slump against him, panting and spent. The tears began to spill down your cheeks, escaping due to the frustration you couldnât hide.
âIâm so sorry Rafayel, please forgive me. I would do anything to show you how sorry I am.â Your begging brought a rose tint to his cheeks, his eyes glinting at the implication of your words. âAnything, you say?â You nodded, letting out a moan as he pushed his fingers back inside of you. You let your head fall back onto his shoulders, mouth open as you whimpered wantonly, already feeling the pressure ready to snap again.
Rafayelâs cock was stiff against your back. He was barely able to contain himself while seeing you like this. Begging and crying, completely at his mercy. It satisfied a craving deep inside of him. He needed to punish you like this more often.Â
âRaf- Iâm gonna-â âGo aheadâŠâ He purred against you, reveling in the way your legs shook and your body twitched as the pressure inside of you broke, your walls clenching onto his fingers while he worked you through your orgasm. Your whimpers echoed in his ears, tears spilling down your cheeks at the intensity of the stimulation. Slick coated his digits, some staining the sheets beneath you. Your breath came in short pants as you came down from your high, and you closed your eyes, trying to bring your breathing back to a normal tempo.
As you began to take deep breaths, you felt Rafayel shift behind you. He began to rut slightly against your back, his hard cock begging to be freed from its confinement.
âSo, you said you would do anything, right?â
heyyy hope you guys enjoyed! creds to @angeliicide for the pretty shell borders! -kitty
tags: mdni (dark content + smut), afab reader, lightly proofread, mean caleb :(, dubcon/kinda noncon?, yandere tendencies, colonel caleb is having a power trip, fingering, p in v, degradation, spanking, power imbalance, choking, marking/biting, bondage (using evol), colonel/cadet name calling, use of sir, wait until hr hears about this!
word count: 2.2k
It was no surprise you were being called to Colonel Calebâs office. You had spent all day away from him, working with his subordinates on upcoming battle plans. The day had been a pleasant change of pace, and you got to laugh with people you usually barely saw. A few of Calebâs officers had even become friendlier, cracking their usual deadpan demeanors to make a few jokes and offer their insight. You smiled to yourself, expecting praise from your childhood best friend. Arriving at the colonelâs office, you raised your fist to knock on the closed door.
âEnter.â His deep voice resounded before your knuckles had the chance to brush against the wood. You cocked an eyebrow, but entered nonetheless, pulling the door shut behind you.
Caleb was turned away, his broad back facing you. He was staring out the window listlessly, hands folded behind his back. The temperature of the room dropped by a few degrees, and you suppressed a shiver as you took a few steps towards the colonel.
âI assume you are wanting a repo-â âSit.â His interruption wiped the small smile off of your lips as you stopped in your tracks. The coldness of his voice made something twist deep inside your gut. Something was off. Not wanting to poke at the flame, you slipped into the chair in front of his desk, waiting expectantly for an explanation.
Caleb turned, resting his hands on his desk as he leaned forward ever so slightly, the intensity in his eyes making you jolt. There was no light in the violet, darkness encasing the amethyst pools as he stared at you. His mouth was set in a thin line, more angry than displeased. The colonelâs cap rested slightly askew on his head, like he had been messing with it before you came in.
âIs⊠is everything okay?â Worry laced your voice as you traced your childhood best friendâs features. He suddenly stood up, laughing listlessly. Caleb pulled off his hat, running a hand through his hair as his laughter died out.Â
âI have a question for you, cadet.â Your back unconsciously straightened at the use of the title.
âYes, sir.â You answered dutifully, forever the good soldier trying to please him. Your understanding of the situation and the colonelâs attitude was still naught, but you were eager for answers.
âPlease recite the assignment I gave you this morning.â Clearing your throat, you began to list off exactly what your colonel asked of you.
âAt 0700 hours, rendezvous with the second in command, and brief him on daily protocol. Shadow him until 1300, then meet with your subordinates to create milita plans for the upcoming skirmish. Create a plan and run drills to create formations. At 1900, come to your office and give report. Sir.â Your eyes nervously flitted to the clock, wondering if you had somehow managed to be late. However, the time showed that you had been, in fact, early, as it was only just now your agreed upon meeting time.
âCan you tell me where in those orders I said to flirt with my officers?â Your jaw fell open, an incredulous laugh escaping before you could stop it. Calebâs eyes were burning with a fire you had never seen before.Â
âExcuse me?â You tried to stand up, only just now realizing that Caleb was using his evol to secure your hands to the armrests of the chair, and your feet to the legs. You pulled helplessly, warning bells going off in your head.
âI saw the way you were laughing with them. You even touched Liamâs arm. What were you talking about?â He circled the desk as he spoke, coming to stand in front of you before dropping down, his fingers wrapping around your chin. Caleb pulled your chin softly, forcing you to meet his eyes. âI wonder what he couldâve said that was so funny⊠what he did that made you want to touch him so bad. Go ahead and tell me, cadet.â
âHe was telling me about his fatherâs recent passing, I was just trying to comfort him.â Your eyebrows knit together as you desperately tried to explain. âI wasnât flirting, I swear I donât see him in that way, sir.â Caleb tilted your chin as you spoke, his fuming violet eyes dropping to your lips.
âIt seems like someone has forgotten their place here.â You opened your mouth to argue back, but no words escaped because the colonel had already sealed his lips over yours. Gasping into his mouth, you tried to pull back, but he simply followed you. Air was a luxury, the kiss so intense that you shut your eyes, panting into Calebâs mouth. Your sounds only made him hungrier, his tongue forcing its way past your lips. Without thinking, you pushed forward, biting down on his bottom lip. He finally pulled away, a dark glint in his eyes as his tongue darted out to lick up the blood from your bite.
âI think I need to remind you who you belong to. Isnât that right, cadet?â He released his evol for a moment, giving you a chance to jump up. You shoved him and turned to leave. Unfortunately, you didnât make it very far, as his evol pulled you back and pushed you against his desk, your chest pressing against the papers laid out on the wooden surface as it bent you over.
âUgh!â You fought back as hard as you could against the force but couldnât resist it, as it pushed your cheek against the cool wood and secured your hands behind your back. Caleb came up from behind, pressing against your ass. You could feel the bulge in his pants as he pushed it against you, and a small whimper escaped your lips.
He leaned over, subtly grinding himself against you. His warm chest pressed against your back, and he began to nibble at your ear, breath hitching as you shifted to try and wiggle out from underneath him.
âIf you want to act like a slut, Iâm going to treat you like one, cadet.â Your insides clenched at the use of your title in such a dirty situation. His tongue ran along the shell of your ear before he pulled back and straightened. With one hand pressed against your back to keep you bent over, Caleb reached lower, yanking your slacks down in one pull. You shivered as the cool air hit your slick and uncovered cunt.
âGod, youâre already soaked. Fuck.â The colonel groaned, reaching down and collecting some of your fluid on his fingers. He brought them up to his face, studying it for a moment before putting them into his mouth and sucking them clean. You swore he got harder against you.Â
âItâs like you enjoy it when I treat you like this.â Caleb punctuated his words by slipping two fingers inside of you, beginning to thrust them in and out slowly. You gasped and trembled at the intrusion, trying to fight against the restraints. When you started squirming against him, the colonel rewarded you with a swift smack to your ass, leaving the skin to darken from the impact.
âAh ah ah little cadet, you need to listen to your colonel. It seems you need to learn how to follow orders better.â His pace was steady in a way that caused a certain feeling to build in your tummy. You pressed your cheek to the wood so you could turn your head, glancing at Caleb behind you. His burning violet eyes were downcast, watching with careful adoration at the way your pussy sucked on his fingers, liquid dripping down his digits into his palm. You bit your lip to keep the small whimpers and moans from escaping. Calebâs eyes snapped up at this behavior, heavy lidded as he trained his gaze on your mouth.Â
âDonât you dare do that.â He snarled, reaching forward to squish your cheeks until you released your lip. âI want to hear everything.â Embarrassment made your face heat, and you diverted your eyes away.
Now that there was nothing stopping your noises, you whimpered against the wood, the pressure only building inside of you. With his free hand, your colonel caressed your side, stopping to squeeze at your hip. You squeaked in surprise.
âYouâre so perfect. Makes me so mad when you want to be naughty, pips.â He brought his hand back down to your ass to grab a handful and squeeze. You tightened around his fingers, stars swimming in your vision. You were so close.
âCum for me, cadet. Show your colonel what a slut you are.â Under his command, you let out a high pitched whine, seizing around his digits. Your body shook against the wooden surface under you as your legs twitched. He didnât stop thrusting until you slumped against the desk, heavy pants leaving your open lips.
âWhat a good job you did⊠You deserve a reward for being such a good little cadet.â Calebâs fingers left you, your hole clenching around the emptiness. You heard the buckle of his belt as he dropped his pants just low enough to free his dick. You couldnât see it because of your position, but you felt it heavy and hot as it rested against your ass. All you could do was gulp in anticipation.
âGotta feed this greedy hole, huh? Donât want her to go hungry.â Caleb grabbed ahold of your cheeks, spreading them just enough to line himself up with your pussy. He pushed himself inside in one thrust, a sharp gasp escaping your lips. Despite the prep, the stretch was almost unbearable. He was so large, you didnât even know if you could fit him. Caleb threw his head back, letting out a low groan at the feeling of you clamping down on his cock.
âThis is what you were made for, pipsqueak. And it's all for me.â He whispered reverently, grabbing ahold of your hips as he pulled all the way out and slammed himself back in. âOnly me.â
His pace was relentless. Whimpers and moans tumbled out of your lips before you could even think to stop them. Your breath was being knocked out of you as you were speared on his massive dick. The sound of skin meeting skin was downright obscene. You did your best to keep your sounds as low as possible, realizing that other staff members might hear you. Like Caleb read your mind, he plowed into you harder, lifting a hand to smack your ass again.
âLet them hear you, cadet. Let them hear how slutty you are and how good your colonel takes care of you.â âUg-ugh⊠NoâŠâ You protested, yelping as he spanked you again. He reached around to take care of your bundle of nerves, rubbing rough circles in a way that made your toes curl.
You began to lose control of your legs, the stimulation too much for you to handle. Calebâs evol lifted you, and he backed up slightly, letting his powers flip you around until your back was against the desk. He pushed himself back inside, dropping his head to capture your lips in a sloppy kiss. You could still taste the iron from where you bit him earlier. Everything felt fuzzy as he resumed rubbing circles into your clit. You arched up into the touch, moaning into his mouth. He swallowed every sound before breaking the kiss.
Calebâs mouth trailed down to your neck, specifically the part that was visible above your uniform. He found a spot on the side and bit down hard. You gasped, your pussy clenching onto him as you felt his tongue lave out to soothe the sore skin. He moved a bit over and bit you again. Your walls tightened again, liquid gushing out of you and coating his nether regions further.
âGotta make sure everyone can see who this dirty girl belongs to.â He whispered before biting down for a third time. Tears collected in the corners of your eyes as pain blended with pleasure. Your brain could no longer differentiate between the two, and you moaned when he bit you for the fourth time, feeling the knot tightening inside. You were almost there.
Caleb sat up, bringing his hand to your neck and tracing the marks he left. Without warning, he gripped the side of your neck, tightening his hold slightly. Your vision swam, and you felt the knot pull taught.
âCum for me one more time.â The knot snapped. âC-caleb!â You whimpered, grabbing his hand and holding it on your throat as you clamped down onto him.
âShit.â He choked, his hips stuttering against you as he emptied himself, the hot liquid pulsing inside of you. Your pussy twitched as he held you there, panting and staring down at the spot where you two were still connected. Your breaths were labored as he removed his hand from your throat, eyes glossy and face dewy with post orgasm glow. Calebâs gaze softened as he looked down at you, the picture of wrecked.Â
âPips⊠are you okay?â He removed himself from you gently, reaching into his pocket to pull out a handkerchief to dab at your face. You nodded wordlessly, fully spent from the encounter. He gently kissed each of your cheeks, then cradled your face with his hands.
âI love you baby.â You looked into his eyes, seeing love, adoration and obsession. You could never escape him, even if you tried. But something deep inside, far away from logical thought, didnât mind at all.
the people have spoken! i hope you guys enjoyed this, its really my first time writing anything degradation-wise, and its darker than i usually write as well... i guess we shall see what the people think muhehehe. credits to @angeliicide for the cute apple dividers!
- kitty
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