If You Don't Shut Your Mouth... | Officer K x m!reader
Anonymous asked: Officer K x male!reader. Just pure dom K "Don't be a mouthy prick this time, yeah?" "Sit down. Shut up." 🏎
summary: K likes putting you in your place, he enjoys it, but he never plays fair.
tws: Dom/Sub, swearing, choking
MINORS DNI
Oh, K hated it. He hated it when you would go on your rants and about and swear and not give a single fuck who you were talking to; but then again, he only hated it because he knew how much trouble it could get you in - especially when he was still employed as a blade runner. Still, he didn't say anything about it and he didn't do anything about it despite his colleagues demanding him to, "put your boyfriend in his fucking place, skinjob" was a common comment and K often said he would talk to you about it but never actually would outside of telling you what was said. He only hated it because you were putting yourself in the line for trouble - if it was some random guy in the street, though, K often found himself smiling a little and even trying not to laugh at how they would back up; usually that was reserved for the idiots on street corners who talked lowly and insultingly about replicants. They always shut up when a human squared up to them, and K saw that every time you started mouthing off.
But there was a difference between you going off like a gun at some cunt who deserved it, and you getting bratty towards K; it wasn't exactly a rare occurrence, and K was quite happy to put you in your place when need be. In fact, when you were being a brat and you were running your mouth, he was actually overjoyed at being able to put you in your place; his own boyfriend, suddenly so apologetic and promising to behave, if only K would kiss him. The little game was played well, and played often - although it was hardly ever fair.
Some old metal songs were playing throughout the little flat, the likes of Slipknot and Judas Priest and Sabaton and Cradle Of Filth and Cannibal Corpse, and although K was trying to get things done - namely the cooking and the cleaning - you were insistent on being an absolute brat; you would beg for his attention, you would break rules that the two of you had agreed on a long time ago, you would talk back to him. The talking back was what got him going, when he told you to shut up, you would spit back something else and he was getting closer and closer to snapping at you and to actually putting you in your fucking place.
"Go fucking sit over there."
"I ain't fucking going anywhere," you grinned. "You'll have to make me."
Enhanced strength was an ally and a blessing, and K didn't need to think twice as he grabbed you; hoisting you over one shoulder and carrying you over to the bed before sitting you down at the edge of it, his glare so fucking burning that for a split second you wondered if he was human like you.
You smiled, licking your lips.
"Sit down. Shut up." He growled.
"It's always sit down, shut up," you started, moving to lie down with your back against the pillows as you cocked a brow and put on that fucking cocky attitude you knew got him going better than anything. "Sit down, shut up. It's always the same shit. You can't make me do anything, K. You can't make me do fuck all."
Clenching his jaw, K shook his head as he dared to make his way over, straddling your waist and putting one hand at the base of your throat, the other against the wall to steady himself as he dropped his voice to merely a low growl. "What did you just say to me?"
"I said, you can't make me do fuck all," you told him, one hand at the back of his neck, the other gripping his shirt as you tilted your head to the side. "You can't even make me shut up."
Rolling his eyes, K dared to move his hand up a little, letting it rest directly on your throat, his fingertips able to feel your steady pulse as he looked down at your lips for a split second; he didn't need to think, diving in and kissing you so harshly that you immediately kissed him back and tugged at his shirt to get him closer. Fuck, he made you dizzy. The harshness and quickness of the kiss had your head spinning, and when he gently applied some pressure to your throat, you couldn't bite back the moan that escaped you; letting him slip his tongue between your lips as you let him overwhelm you. Overpower you. Dominate you. Turn you into a needy mess for him.
He pulled away, biting at your bottom lip. "I have things to do. Let me do them, and don't be a mouthy prick this time, yeah?"
You nodded slowly. "Can I have another kiss, please?"
"No." He broke away completely.
"Oh, fuck you!" You huffed, and at the sound of his laughter, you shook your head. "You don't play fair, Officer."
"And you're a mouthy brat," he pointed out. "What? Do you want me to put you in your place properly?"
"I'd actually quite like that," you admitted. "I'm not gonna promise good behaviour. But I'd like that."
K grumbled. "I'll think about it. Just watch your mouth, or else."
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(picture of what your bf looks like credos to charlulu didn’t know which one of my ocs to pick)
your with your boyfriend watching a movie but he had to get up and go help his mom “babe i gotta go help my ma real quick if that’s alright.?” “yea it’s good i’ll just be in my room i’ll pause the movie for you!” he gave you a quick peck on the lips and grabbed his stuff walking out the door
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you went in your room laying down on your bed taking slight glances at your drawer knowing that your bf won’t be back for awhile you grab the white lace thigh high socks and your little skirt with some lace gloves putting them on you take some pictures posing and being the pretty boy you are you didn’t seem to hear your boyfriend coming in as he walked in your room you still didn’t notice but he couldn’t help but stare at your body and those little poses you were doing jesus he couldn’t help it anymore he unbuckled his pants whipping out his big cock bending your thick plump ass over “what-!” you yelped as he pulled your panties down licking your hole licking slipping his tongue you couldn’t hold back your moans gripping your sheets he took his tongue out then shoving his cock in your tight hole thrusting in and out of you groaning this went on for hours until he came all over you after that he cuddled you to sleep mumbling “i love you..”
hihihi ! can i request a femboy m reader (sub bttm) who's bf doesn't know he is one? and when he gets home to see his pretty bf in white lace thigh highs and white lace gloves, along with a pretty and short white miniskirt he js can't help but fuck him dumb !
character: uhmmm idk ! u can pick if u want or js leave it as [character]
feel free to ignore this !
I’m gonna do this and i’m going to make the character my oc if that’s ok!❤️
you hesitantly walked to sal’s apartment thinking “holy shit i’m gonna fucking blow my shit if he doesn’t like me anymore” you knocked on the door trying to look normal which was not working at all..sal opened the door with a confused look “hey [name] what are you doing here?” he said to you while letting you walk and you sat on his couch “what would you do if i was a boy..?” you said looking away from him “well-er-“ “you don’t have to answer it i just wanna know” “erm i would still love you..?” “really well what if i told you i was trans..?” he gave you a hug “i love you [name] either way” you hugged back crying.
