All The Leaves Are Brown (Butch!Rio x Femme!Agatha)
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Synopsis: Sometimes, when your girlfriend is acting like a little brat who so desperately wants to be a good girl, the only way to tame her is to promise her something she can never resist.
Word Count: 3.2k
Fandom: Marvel - Agatha All Along
Characters: Agatha Harkness, Rio Vidal
Rating: NSFW
Warnings: Pet names, swearing, teasing, mommy kink, daddy kink, edging, breeding kink, brat kink, brat taming, masturbation, vaginal fingering, nipple piercing, breast/nipple play, groping, packing, strap-ons, sex toys, light bondage, mating press, lube as cum, dirty talk, aftercare
A/N: Piece for @ownedbyagatha💜
Music Inspo: California Dreamin' - The Mamas & the Papas, Blow at High Dough - The Tragically Hip, Boots or Hearts - The Tragically Hip, Opiated - The Tragically Hip, catch these fists - Wet Leg, Comedown - Bush
"Are you just going to stand there and pout?"
Rio barked from the middle of the lawn as they stopped mid-rake to stare down Agatha who was standing at the back door. Agatha didn't move a muscle as she stood with her arms crossed over her chest and a serious pout on her lips. She was using her arms to purposefully push up under her breasts to try and coax Rio, along with her pursed lips, in getting her way.
Rio however, shook their head and went back to raking. Autumn was in full swing and the lawn was covered in leaves. The leaves, of course, made the perfect mulch for the garden and greenhouse and Rio couldn't pass up the opportunity to already start planning for spring.
Agatha of course, had other more pressing plans.
"Pouting ain't gonna make me rake any faster, Baby."
The sound of leaves and metal scratching against grass and earth was easily silenced out by the loud sigh from Agatha. Rio was surprised that they even heard it. Shaking their head, Rio tried their best to ignore Agatha in pulling the brat card whenever she didn't get her way. She would have to learn eventually to be just a little bit more patient.
Rio stood up straight and rolled back their well-toned shoulders; tilted their head left and then right and felt the muscles crack and then finally relax. They turned their head to look at Agatha in the doorway. She no longer had her arms crossed over her chest but instead, had her fingers curled and hooked underneath the bottom hem of her tank top. It made Rio lift an eyebrow in silent curiosity. The right spaghetti-strap was already hanging loose down Agatha's arm.
"Do I have to come over there?"
Agatha bit her lip before she lifted her tank top up and over her bare breasts. She flashed Rio for a second or two before she pulled her top back down and leaned against the door frame as if she was the most innocent girlfriend in the world. Agatha could basically see the redness creeping up from Rio's chest to their neck and dusting generously over their handsome face. Agatha nodded her head; doe-eyed and biting down on her swollen bottom lip a little harder.
She wanted to play cat and mouse, brat-tamer and brat. She had to distract Rio somehow, someway to stop their boring chores to come and play with her instead.
Fingering herself on the couch just moments before hadn't really cut it.
Agatha watched as the rake fell from Rio's hand and into the plump pile of leaves at their feet. They brush their dirty hands off on their jeans and stretch once more; purposefully this time to show off their muscles to Agatha. Agatha, in response, taps her foot impatiently and raises her eyebrows at Rio and waits to see what offer they're going to attempt to make.
Because, of course, Agatha wants to be such a good girl for Rio no matter what. Even if it means waiting a few more agonizing moments until she gets her fill of her girlfriend.
"I'll be a good girl and wait for you to finish up, Daddy..."
She waits for some permission to do so from Rio but doesn't get it. Is Rio fed up with her playing brat all the time? Can they see right through her good girl facade? Agatha widens her eyes and cocks her head to the side and waits for some sort of answer from Rio. Anger started to boil under her nervousness of not getting her way.
Of course, as always, Rio folds and Agatha feels the nerves and anger start to simmer right down and a sense of pride fills her up instead. She's won again; dominating the position between them to have Rio do and say whatever she asks from them. Agatha smiles as Rio starts to walk towards her, towards the house to follow her back inside.
"You're such a goddamn tease, Harkness...always such a fucking little tease...can't you see I'm busy?"
Agatha could feel Rio whispering at the back of her neck; low and sweet and pained. She couldn't help but moan at what those words and tone did to her; the way Rio made her feel at any given second. She felt those strong, beautiful hands on her waist as they guided her deeper into the house. Agatha never really minded having Rio guide her around or position her in ways that Rio wanted her the most.
She would do anything for Rio; fulfill every desire and passion. Every single kink Rio couldn't put into words yet; things they didn't understand yet about themselves.
Agatha took it all with grace and just the right amount of teasing to really throw Rio over the edge.
Rio's fingers dug deeper as they guided Agatha up the stairs and towards their bedroom. The golden sunlight peeked through the curtains and made their bedroom feel warm. Agatha sighed softly as she glanced over her shoulder to look at Rio's face, passing along a sly little smile. Rio merely shook their head and gently spun Agatha around so that they were now facing one another.
"All I could think of when you flashed me was licking around that piercing you got..."
Rio's voice remained low and deep as their hands traveled up from Agatha's waist and underneath her tank top to grab and squeeze at her breasts. The sharp inhale of breath chased by a moan filled Rio's ears and made them smile as Agatha tried her hardest to squirm against Rio's grasp. She could feel her nipple piercing rubbing hard against the flat of Rio's palm.
Agatha slowly moved back a step or two until she felt the back of her knees against their bed and took a seat. Rio moved along with her; bowing slightly so they could continue manhandling their girlfriend; squeezing her breasts and relishing the way her nipples turned into hard little pebbles against their warm, weathered hands.
Agatha basically melted like butter against the bed.
"See? Now that's how you act as a good girl for Daddy...you just sit back and let me take care of you, alright?"
Agatha can barely breathe as she nods her head and watches as Rio gets down onto their knees. She traces with her eyes the dirt streaked over their shirt and jeans; a stray leaf clinging to Rio's tousled hair. They smell of earth and autumn and Agatha finds herself falling in love all over again.
"Such a good girl for you...whatever you want, whatever you need...everything and anything for you to take..."
With that, Rio looks up from between Agatha's legs and tosses their girlfriend a lopsided grin that always reminds Agatha of how boyish Rio can look at times. Agatha licks her bottom lip before biting it once more and waits impatiently for Rio's next move.
Those gorgeous hands move up and help Agatha remove her tank top. Rio takes in the sight before them before bowing their head and kissing the inside of Agatha's bare thigh. Their girlfriend never missed wearing short-shorts around the house whenever she could. Mostly, of course, to get a rise out of Rio and make some comment about how hard they must be underneath their jeans.
This was no exception to how Rio was feeling; their packer pressing against the crotch of their jeans with an internal ache that Rio could only understand as a deep desire to fuck their girlfriend stupid.
Those gentle kisses to Agatha's thighs turned into nips and then full on bites; Agatha having to reach forward and grab hold of Rio's short hair to try and gain some sort of control as Rio tried to push her over.
Agatha was ready, so goddamn ready to be completely ruined by her girlfriend she couldn't help but to catch herself as the words tumbled from her open mouth in a hot, breathless pant,
"I need you to fucking knock me up."
The charge in the air came fast and quick as Rio pushed themselves away from Agatha to stand up between their girlfriend's legs. Agatha looked up at Rio's face and waited as patiently as she could; her hand coming out to try and grab at Rio's belt.
Rio moved their hips faster than Agatha could move her hand; turning away from her. The pout came on all too quickly and the brattiness returned and all Rio could do was laugh coldly at her girlfriend as they undid their own belt. Agatha watched as the well-worn leather slid through the loops and was quickly discarded to the floor. Rio, unbuttoning and unzipping their jeans with ease as they took their time to further tease Agatha.
Teasing only meant Agatha jumped to take matters into her own hands.
A soft sigh escapes Agatha's lips as she slips her hand down to cup herself against her shorts and ever so slightly rock her hips. The friction against her clothing and the hard press of her hand is almost enough for her as she feels the pang and throb against her clit. She lets out a cry as she sinks back onto the bed a little further and hurriedly takes off her shorts. They slip past her ankles and onto the floor below.
Rio can only watch as their girlfriend starts to unravel; the impatience getting the better of her. And with that, Rio makes sure Agatha is watching as they stroke the bulge tucked behind their boxer shorts before slipping their hand in to pull it out.
Agatha's eyes laser focus on Rio's hand as they stroke themselves off; press a little hard on the tip. That's when Agatha catches the way Rio's blunt nail dips just a tiny bit to reveal a hole. It's as if Rio had read Agatha's mind before she had spoken it; begged for it.
She can already feel herself being filled up by Rio's cum; bred into oblivion with her knees up by her ears as Rio presses down into her. The burning in her stomach signals Agatha to slip her underwear and tank top off as well.
There's no time now to be a little tease or a little brat. She needs to be fucked and filled as quickly as possible. The craving is too goddamn sweet for her own good.
"Are you sure you're going to be a good girl for me, Agatha? You promise?"
Rio whispers as they make their way over to the bed. Agatha spreads her legs and nods her head, her unruly hair falling over her face. She's playing coy and sweet and Rio knows it; knows that Agatha can never help herself for too long. Their girlfriend slips her hand downwards and uses her middle and pointer fingers of her left hand to spread her lips,
"I promise, Daddy."
Agatha practically yips as Rio grabs hold of her ankles and pulls her closer. With their grasp still on their cock, Rio guides it towards Agatha's core. Still spread wide; the tip brushes the sides of Agatha's trembling fingers as they tease against her opening. Agatha already feels the need to move herself and take what she believes is hers.
Rio pulls away almost instantly and Agatha lets out an anguished sob.
"You're already not being good, Baby...grabbing for things that aren't yours."
Agatha pouts again as she absentmindedly starts to move her two fingers; chasing the deep pit of desire inside of herself. Her muscles twitch under her touch and she can tell Rio is starting to feel a little jealous. It should be them getting her off.
"So? What are you going to do about it, then? Hmm?"
Another hard and unexpected yank from Rio as they drag Agatha closer. The tip of their cock breaches just the opening of Agatha's cunt and it's like the entire room shifts. Agatha bends towards Rio and succumbs to her girlfriend as she feels the sudden sensation of being filled.
"That's a good girl, such a good girl...you want me to breed you? You want me to cum inside of you...try not to let it all leak out from you?..."
Agatha's long, drawn-out moan almost turns into a scream as Rio pushes their full length into Agatha's wet and willing cunt. The desperation is palpable as Rio makes long and steady strokes back and forth. Agatha on the other hand, already feels like she can't hold on. Working herself up on the couch before all of this surely tipped her; postponing herself from getting what she needed.
Agatha focuses on the way her back sticks to the sheets below her and how Rio grabs her thigh so tightly to keep her right leg up. She focuses on the sound of Rio's hard breathing and the wet sound of silicone pushing deep inside of her before it pulls just ever so slightly. Agatha lets her jaw relax, her eyes and begins to drift until she feels the start of her orgasm start to peak...
And then it stops like a car hitting a brick wall.
Rio has pulled out entirely and the lube-as-cum drips ever so slightly from the tiny opening; dripping down the underside and not into Agatha.
She feels furious.
All of Rio's cum is going to waste when it could be filling her, coating her insides until she can't take anymore of it. Breeding her into submission until she begs and pleads for more.
Rio has spun the entire narrative on its head as they take over the teasing. Agatha's hand curls into a fist and comes down hard by her side, hitting the mattress in frustration,
"I thought I was being good!"
Rio snorts as they shake their head; barely giving Agatha any attention. Was it cruel and mean to pull away and edge their desperate girlfriend? Or, was this Rio's way of trying to tame the little brat that lived inside Agatha; the one that wanted to be a good girl so badly?
"You were but..."
"But?!"
Agatha watches as Rio bends down to pick up their discarded belt. They run it against the palm of their hand until they get to the buckle and Agatha can see an idea lighting up from behind Rio's eyes. It makes her heart beat just a little faster and the ache between her legs grow unbearable.
And yet, despite these feelings Agatha may have, she knows exactly what Rio is waiting for. She moves as slowly as she can, trying to tease once more before she can no longer get away with it. Rio's patience grows pretty thin when she tries to stretch out their sex like this.
With her back fully laying on the bed once more, Agatha brings her legs up with her knees bent and pressed together. Her feet remained pointed, ankles touching. She waits for the all familiar feel of the worn leather to wrap around her ankles and lock her in before Rio pushes her legs back until they're almost pressed against her stomach.
Mating press to be bred properly by her girlfriend is of course what Agatha is going for.
And it works, of course it does, because Rio can't help themselves either as they grab hold of Agatha's ankles to hold her steady as the belt wraps and buckles around her skin. Another pull and push and Agatha can feel her hamstrings stretch to Rio's will. The stinging of her leg muscles is quickly overcome with the sensation of Rio rubbing the head of her cock against Agatha's cunt.
Desperation grows inside of Agatha as a silent prayer crosses her mind to be rightfully fucked and fucked good.
Agatha's prayer is answered even before she gets to finish it; Rio pushes her full length back into Agatha with one solid snap of their hips.
Agatha groans loudly as she tries to grab for Rio, for something to hold herself down as she feels her body rock from the power of Rio's thrusts. She swears she can feel the cum dripping into her already and maybe, that's true. Maybe, Rio is done teasing and edging her and their thumb is pressed down on the plunger to fill her up one agonizing increment at a time.
Maybe.
Maybe.
Maybe.
Until Agatha feels the sinking feeling in her stomach as Rio completely pulls out once again.
Agatha can hear Rio laughing above her before she feels the dull spank of Rio's cock against her swollen cunt. She moans; trying to move in any which way she physically can despite her restraints. It's futile; the wet slapping sounds fill Agatha's ears until Rio slips back into her without much warning.
Maybe.
Maybe.
Maybe.
"You want this so bad, don't you, Baby? Want to see yourself swell...everyone will know I knocked you up...is that what you want?"
All Agatha can do is nod her head and whine; tears pricking the corner of her eyes as she tries to help Rio out. She can barely move her hips to fuck herself on Rio's cock; rendered useless from her position. Perhaps, that was what Rio wanted. To be fully in control. To be the one breeding Agatha without much help.
All she really had to do was lie there and take Rio's cum as she pumped it deep inside of her; feeling it spill from the sides and roll down her inner thighs to the round of her ass.
Rio tugs on the belted loop around Agatha's ankles to hold their girlfriend steady as they empty their entire load into their girlfriend. It's far too much, always is, and Rio finds it amusing to watch the semi-opaque lube spill out of Agatha. They hold the image in their mind, burn it there to draw back on later. It's one of Rio's favorite images, one they hold dearly.
Agatha fucked into submission while hoping and praying that she's been a good girl through it all; good enough to be bred as her humble reward for not being a little brat.
The belt slips away and Rio rubs Agatha's ankles before planting a kiss on the top of Agatha's feet, helping their girlfriend ease her legs down from up in the air. It's all slow and gentle as Rio allows Agatha to get her breath back and ease herself from the earth-shattering orgasm that had rocked through her body.
The softness that follows after as Rio gently pulls themself away and soothes Agatha down. The toy discarded in the bathroom; coming and going with a warm, damp cloth to clean their girlfriend up. A glass of water followed by gentle body massages and a kiss to the forehead as Rio smooths down Agatha's hair and tucks it away from her now peaceful face.
Agatha is nothing but warm and sleepy mumbles and soft sighs as she sinks into the bed; the warm sheets and blankets that cover her, the pillow that Rio puts behind her head.
So well taken care of while still being so full.
Agatha can still feel the wet between her legs, the soreness of her muscles. The desire to always be such a good girl for Rio.
Swollen with love and desire for her girlfriend; Agatha drifts into a deep, well-earned sleep.
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