soft dom daddy kita anon here jskfls and it’s hurt/comfort!!! he has to go back again to being the soft dom daddy that he is because if he doesn’t you will b r e a k
YES THATS WHAT WE LIKE TO SEE !!!! JUST FOR FEEDING MY FERAL ADDICTION TO HURT/COMFORT BEING SOLVED WITH COCK I SHALL INDULGE:
it was nearly impossible to annoy kita. he was a strong, patient man. but for some reason, you had been getting on his nerves all day. pushing every single button he had until he snapped and pinned you to the bed.
your cries of pleasure were muffled by the bed as his hips smacked into yours. he had a tight grip on your hair, keeping you pinned so you couldn't move. not that you minded.
"you're such an insolent little bitch," he snarls suddenly, making you gasp, "is this what you wanted, hm? wanted daddy to pin you down and use you like the little whore you are?"
"daddy..." you whimper, although it's muffled and you're not sure he even heard you.
"desperate, filthy little cockwhore," he hisses, watchinf the way your greedy cunt swallows his cock over and over again. the tip presses against your cervix every time he sinks in, making your body lock up in pain.
you wait eagerly to hear the sweet, kind words he always uses to cushion the blow of his harsh ones. the praise he mixes in to let you know that he doesn't mean anything he says - praise he feeds you because he knows you need and love to hear it.
but it never comes.
"i should just keep you here," he grunts when he suddenly yanks you up on your knees so your back is pressed against his chest, "keep you here to use whenever i please. i bet you'd like that, since you try so damn hard to piss me off. i thought you were my good girl but i was mistaken wasnt i? no...you're nothing but a sloppy cunt for me to fuck."
your bottom lips trembles as you finally register to genuine anger in his tone - proof that you had actually gotten to him with all your teasing.
"daddy..." you whimper, reaching back and touch him - simultaneously searching for comfort and to give comfort.
"dont fucking touch me," he snaps in your ear, "i don't want to be touched by bratty little bitches. just take what i give you, it's what you wanted isn't it?"
you break out into a soft sob, "daddy, please...'m sorry!"
he pauses at that, leaving you seated fully on his cock as you cry. looking over your shoulder, he watches as you hang your head and cry, finally easing his anger.
"hey," he coos, wrapping his hands around you as you begin to fall forward again. he follows you, laying the two of you on your sides, spooning, "daddy's sorry, baby. i didn't mean to be so mean..."
"i-its okay..." you sniffle, voice still watery as you hiccup pathetically, "i was bad..."
he hums and holds you close to him, pressing his lips against your temple, "no you werent, baby. daddy was just sensitive today, hm? you're my good girl, you always are."
you whimper at the sound of sweet praise coming from his lips. he bites back a groan when your pussy flutters around his cock.
"that's what you needed, huh pretty girl? to be told how much i love you...how you're daddy's good girl? you take my cock so well, look at you."
you tremble in his arms, letting him lift your leg up as he can stuff his cock even deeper into your little cunt.
"so pretty," he licks his lips, watching between your face and cunt. he wants to make sure you're okay - feelings not too hurt from the harshness of his words, "there she is...atta girl, creamin' around my cock so well."
you cry out and grab his arm around your waist, "daddy! feels so good!"
he groans, "yeah? then why don't you be a good girl and cum for me, huh? can you do that, my sweet girl. cum for daddy."
he lets himself groan into your hair as he feels your tremble in his grasp, gushing around his cock. he fucks you through your high with shallow thrusts, holding you tight against him and peppering every inch of available skin with soft kisses.
"daddy's sorry, baby," he pants as he works himself to his own orgasm, "you're the best girl, so perfect -fuck- so pretty...don' deserve you..." he pants in your ear as he finally cums, nails biting into the plush of your thigh as he spills into your sensitive cunt.
"i love you so much, daddy," you sniffle, the emotions coming forth once more.
he nods, burying his face in your neck and let's you work your feelings out in his arms. mentally, he swears to never let his mouth run away from him again - because his good girl only deserves the praise and love he can give.
ma'am you are going to release the BEAST😩 but yes don't you just love it when he asks (more like DEMANDS) you to look him in the eye when you cum even though you look like a hot mess but in his eyes you look so beautiful like this? ugh love that shit
oh honey.. 😳😳
oikawa absolutely lives for the face you make whenever you cum- it doesn’t matter where you do or what he does to make you do so, he simply enjoys how your body spasms in his hold; thighs quivering as your eyes roll back, mouth hanging wide open as you cry - blatantly sob out his name permanently etched as a scar in your throat as your drenched pussy convulses around his fingers. he purposely ignores your whines of how ‘too sensitive’ you are or how it’s 'too much‘- you were begging him to finger fuck you a while ago and there’s no way he can stop now. he rubs your abused cunt like gum, the sticky residue of your sloppy sex and previous orgasm staining his entire palm, but he didn’t care.
his personal goal was to make you cum as many times as he can with his hands alone.
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