rage baiting. | E. K
DAY 8. blindfolds, impact play 🫀 | Eustass Kidd Pairing(s): Eustass Kidd x reader Genre: Smut Warnings: This content is for a mature audience. Synopsis: You only misbehave cause you know he'll fuck the attitude right out of you. Author's notes: ¡Feliz Día de Muertos! Happy Halloween! Or if you don't celebrate anything, I hope you had a good day 🫀 Kinktober is back on track, baby! Kidd might be an asshole, but I'd be lying if I said I wouldn't let him do whatever he wants. Let me know what you think! Thank you, @tsunami-of-tears, for the gorgeous dividers. Leave a comment to get tagged on the next days! Masterlist Kinktober masterlist If you enjoy my work, please consider asking for a commission or leaving me a tip! All kind of support is greatly appreciated 🫀
Your captain is quite easy to rile up. Kidd is single-handedly the easiest man to rage-bait; even Killer often takes advantage of this. You love the man, but you love to annoy the shit out of him even more. You push his buttons in a way only you can, asking stupid questions or making comments that will for sure irk him.
“Do you ever wish you were taller?”
“Huh? The fuck do you mean, I'm taller than ya!” He looks at you as if you've just wished his dick fell off, and maybe that would have been better.
“Well, yeah, but you aren’t taller than Killer. You aren't even the second-tallest member in your own crew.”
You can hear Killer laughing behind his hand, not wanting to anger the redhead further.
“What the hell are ya talking about!” His face is beginning to match his hair.
“I'm just saying, wouldn’t you like to be taller?”
Killer had to step in, “Okay, lady. Maybe slow down before he blows up the entire ship.” He said as he pushed you out the door by your shoulders, “He’s a ticking time bomb... A small one at best, but a bomb nonetheless.”
“Come back here and say that to my face, motherfucker!” You can hear him losing his shit.
“What would you do if you were handier?” You were sitting on the metal table next to the one he was working on, swinging your feet back and forth, acting all innocent.
Kidd stopped working and turned to look at you. You could already see a vein popping out of his glabella behind the goggles, and when he took them off, you confirmed just how tender the spot you’ve poked was. “Handier?”
“Yeah, you know? If you could build complex things or fix them, what would you do?”
His mouth may be silent for the first couple of seconds, but his eyes say everything. He looked like he wanted to destroy the entire ship and rebuild it with his bare hands just to prove a point. His hands shake in anger, and his shoulders tense as he tries to stop himself from choking you, but then, an idea appears. He’ll show you exactly how handy he can be.
You are aware of how you ended up in this position. And while in the back of your head, you are high-fiving yourself. On the outside, tears soak the silk blindfold that’s over your lids, your brain is struggling to keep up with the pleasure and lack of oxygen, and the skin of your bottom is as red as Kidd’s lipstick.
"I'm sorry!" You cry as another spank hits against the raw skin of your ass.
"I don't give a fuck," he snarls.
"Kidd!"
"I thought I told ya to count. Want me to start over?"
"No! No, umm, fifteen?"
"Wrong!" Smack!
"Kidd, shit!"
"We are starting over, and this time I want ya to use yer dumb fucking head. Am I clear?"
You nod, a sob escaping your mouth.
Smack! "Answer me."
"Fuck! Yes, Kidd, yes."
"Good." And so, he continues.
Smack!
"One!"
Smack!
"Two!"
Smack!
"Three." You can barely speak. You can't stop shaking, and saliva drips down your chin.
"I can barely hear ya. Louder, woman!" His hand impacts the skin between your thigh and ass, your nerves sting, but you have never been wetter.
"Four!"
"Where's that audacity ya had moments ago, huh? Ya wanted to act like a bitch then I'll make you my bitch." Smack!
The torture continues for a while, until he feels he's satisfied with the art he's plastered on your skin and the amount of arousal that's covering his clothes. But don't be mistaken, he's nowhere done.
He pushes aside the lace of your panties and sees your wet cunt. Throbbing, soaked, clenching desperately around nothing, crying for nothing he can give. He smirks.
"Yer such a whore. Doing all this just to get yer hole filled." He dips his middle finger inside you with no warning.
You mewl, no mental capacity left.
Kidd may be a rough lover, but he never does more than you can take. He rubs your bottom, nursing the skin and making sure no real damage was done.
"Ya alright, lassie?"
You nod, but he isn't satisfied with this.
He grabs your face and squishes your cheeks between his fingers, then he pushes the blindfold up, looking for any signs of discomfort in your eyes, "Words?"
"I'm good."
He pushes the blindfold down again and pushes you back on your stomach. His arm pushes your legs open, and his fingers toy with the skin around your core, teasing you, until he decides you've had enough.
Smack!
You scream, "Kidd!"
His fingertips smack against your clitoris, taking you by surprise, your back arches, and your legs try closing up, but he's quicker. He pushes you, keeping you in place.
"Don't ya dare move, slut."
He continues the assault on your bundle of nerves; you are sure the entire ship is aware of your activities. His name and obscenities keep brewing out of your mouth, but little do you care when the rough skin of his palm rubs against your core.
His fingers now rub on your clit, harsh and merciless, your legs thrash around and try pulling you away from him, but his metal arm won't let you. Your climax comes rapidly and violently, juices squirting out of you and staining everywhere, your skin is on fire, your limbs cry in exhaustion, and you feel like you are about to pass out, but your boyfriend knows you can take more.
"Yer such a dirty little slut. Beg for my cock, tell me how much ya want it."
Measly whines and moans leave your mouth, "please, Kidd, please, please, please..."
Eustass manhandles you so your back is against his chest, feet on the bed, his hands on your hips. You can't see anything, but his cock is angry red, big, thick, and leaking from the tip down to his heavy balls. He slaps it against the wet folds of your cunt, making you whine from the overstimulation.
"Beg." He says in your ear.
"Please."
"Please, what? Say it." Another slap.
"Please, fuck me." You whisper.
"Louder!" He demands.
"Fuck me, Kidd!"
His cock reaches your cervix in one thrust, kicking against it and making you clench almost to the point of choking it. Both of you gasp, and you feel like you might black out. He gives you a second, only that before his tempo begins. His hands push you up and down his length with no regard, just looking to push more and more moans out of you, chasing his and your pleasure. He feels huge inside you, and you can barely believe he's able to fit every time.
"Fuck! Ya feel so fucking good, lass."
His groans and moans only make you cling harder around him. Kidd's a vocal lover; he'll scream, groan, moan, and say whatever the hell he feels like in bed, and it couldn't be hotter. Unless you are the rest of the crew and have to endure an hour or more of hearing him.
You can feel everything: the warmth of his chest skin, the coldness of his left arm, the roughness of his grip on your body, the shakiness of his breath against your neck.
Your limbs feel like giving up, but you simply can't, not when you are this close.
"It feels so fucking good!" You cry.
"Ya only misbehave cause ya know I'll fuck the attitude right outta ya. Ya love being my cock sleeve, can't live without my cock."
You nod fervently. Whatever he said, whatever he wants, you'll agree.
One of his hands slaps on your clit, "Say it!"
You're on the edge, "Kidd!"
Smack! "Say it, ya whore!"
"I love your cock!"
He smirks, but he won't let up, "and what else?"
"And I love being your cock slut!"
"Good girl."
Smack!
That's it. Your knees give up, and your legs loosen up; your body is sent down to the floor, but he's quicker to grab you, pushing you against him and securing you there. You can't stop trembling, your body is overheated and overstimulated, and your throat is completely dry. Your eyes can barely open when he takes off the blindfold and makes you look at him. Your captain is smiling, feeling pleased with himself, but not completely satisfied.
"Couldn't even wait for me to cum, huh?" He kisses you hard, then pulls on your lip, "but don't ya worry yer little head, I'm not done yet."
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