female!reader x male blorbo kinda nsfw/noncon
Late night thoughts with softy~
Thinking about working under someone tough and mean and cold…
Maybe he's your commander, the emperor, or even just your boss. But he's a cold motherfucker, always wearing a scowl on his face, never one to give praise or compliments. Only giving out punishments or looks of disapproval. The looks were worse than any punishment he could give, to be honest. You tried your best, you know you did, you tried everything.
You don't know why, but there was something in you that needed his acknowledgment, his approval. To finally look your way and praise you for all the work you've been doing for him. For him. He never does though, not even when you're on top of the leaderboard, not when everyone else is praising you, and not when you did every single thing he asked of you without question.
It wasn't like he was incapable of giving out praise either. You would feel a lot better if he were the type to never do that. But you seen him praise others, giving them a slap on the back. Hell even he cracked a smile once. (It haunts your dreams, wishing he would smile your way at least once.)
You hated this. Hated him. Hated him for making you work so hard and for what? A couple of words of praise from a guy who looked like he ate nails for breakfast every morning? So one day you finally snapped. You walked right up to him and asked, no, demanded to know why. Why did he hate you so much, what did you do for him to despise you?!
You look pathetic right now, tears falling down your cheeks, voice raw from screaming, and that desperate and sad look in your eyes as you stare him down. He doesn't give you an answer, not at first, just pushing past you before you grab on to his arm. Hands trembling as you quietly asked once more if he really just hates you that much.
You hear a heavy sigh before he pushes you against the wall, a hand around your throat, his eyes focused on you.
"It's because you're insufferable, an annoying little pest that keeps buzzing around me for no good reason." He spoke quietly, like ice, no heat or venom behind his words. Just truth. It hurts so much.
"You're weak. So much weaker than me and you know it too. And yet, you try and you keep trying to catch up to me. And it's…. driving me crazy." His tone changed slightly near the end, if you listened closer, you would hear his voice wavering.
"Sir…?" You call out his name, and the hand around your throat tightens for a moment, making you choke on your next word. You claw at his arms, tears blinking out of your eyes at the loss of air.
"It your fault for making me do this."
That was all he said before you felt his lips on you. Searing hot, heavy, and aggressive. He wasn't giving you even an inch of space between your bodies as he held you close to him. His hand leaves your throat to travel down and squeeze your chest, making your gasp. He lets himself in your mouth at the opportunity. Tasting every single inch of your mouth, mapping it to his memory.
You pound on his chest, trying to push yourself away, but he was right. He's much stronger, bigger, and powerful than you. You were never going to win this. He grinds his body onto yours, and you feel his bulge rubbing up against your body. You cry out more, panicking at what's to come. Out of all the scenarios you envision in your head, this was one that you never thought would come true.
When he finally lets you go, a trail of salvia being the only link between you two now. He looks down at his work, at the hand print around your neck, at your tear-stained face, at the terror in your eyes. His cock twitches at the sight, and he almost goes in for another kiss, but a whimper leaving your lips stops him in his tracks. It was like he regain control of himself in that moment.
His fist slams against the wall next to you, he points to the exit.
"Leave now." His voice was gruff and weak.
You hesitated, unsure if this was a trick or not. Eyes dashing between him and the door.
"Go before you regret it."
You run, and you keep running until you run out of breath. Your mind and heart racing on what just happened back there…
