โงโห I like it rough."โน เฃช ห"
โน เฃช ห Denji X Masochist!Reader
WC: 4k+ (ik its long af dont kill me pls)
CW: Smut, P>V, unprotected sex, creampie, pain kink, size kink, strength kink, slight choking, face slapping, rough sex(most of it), freaky!user, fem!user
SINOPSE: You ask your boyfriend to be a little more rough in bed, but he's just too soft when it comes to you!
That burning sensation of a harsh touch making your skin tingle and turn white under the contact, making your knees buckle until you weaken, sending a wave of something somewhere between pain and pleasure through your whole body.
It's disgraceful, finding pleasure and comfort in such an awful sensation that should make you turn away and walk off instead of always following it, isn't it?
There are those who call it pain, who's noses would scrunch when reminding themselves of what if feels like. And there are those who yearn for it, who chase the very thing that make others turn away.
All you could ever feel when a rough hand wrapped around your wrist so firmly it etched itself into your skin was a wave of euphoria and pleasure wash over you. The pain wasn't exactly unsettling for you, it mostly sharpened your craving for those brief, sweet, ecstasy moments.
It sure would an off-putting sight if anyone barged in the room at this time. Your chin was glistening with saliva and sweat as your mouth held a pool of spit that made you keep constantly swallowing.
Your knees were pressed into the sheets, one on either side of your boyfriend, as you rested your hands on his neck, pulling him closer until your lips meet in a messy kiss. His hands were everywhere, on your waist, your back, your hips, he didn't know where to place them, all he knew was that he wanted you as close as possible.
You couldn't even remember how it happened, at first, it seemed like innocent little kisses and cuddles, before climbing up into a warm, heated scenery.
Denji was like putty on your hands, absolutely melting into every kiss you give him, desperately trying to pull you flush against him, fingers rubbing random patterns on the small of your back as he pulled you closer.
Your lips gently parted, his tongue touching yours until you melted into the kiss, as your hands lifted to gently cup his cheek, tilting your head to kiss him even deeper.
But then, all over a sudden, he pulled back, taking a long breath as his hands rest on your hips. You opened your eyes to look at his face, he looked almost... Shy? His face was slightly turned away from you, and a slight shade of red flushed across his cheeks.
"What is it, 'Ji?" You muttered, one hand sliding up to twirl his golden hair strands on your finger.
"Y-yer going to laugh at me." He replied, voice laced with embarrassment as he grips your hips more firmly.
Laugh... At him? Huh..? You thought, before feeling a hard bulge nudge your thighs. As you look down, you see an obvious tent forming in his pants, oh. So that explains why he looks so embarrassed.
This shouldn't be anything new to both of you, Denji did have an occurring problem of constant boners, when he cuddled with you, kissed you, or just by staring at you doing anything; cooking, eating, watching a movie, sleeping. The boy was just way too obsessed with you without even knowing how, ask him what's his favorite part about you and he'll go:
"I love your voiceโ No, your hair! N-no... Your eyes! Yourโ ah, I just love everythin' bout you, baby!"
The love he had for you grew every day, like a sprout that kept blooming despite him forgetting to water it and leaving it out to dry in the sun. Basically, you lived rent free inside his heart.
"I just can't help it! You're just so pretty and cute!" He protested with a pout in his lips.
You couldn't help but laugh, he was such a pathetic lovefool you couldn't even take it seriously, mumbling a little 'pervert' under your breath, in which he definitely heard. You feel him pull you closer by the hips as he presses another soft kiss to your lips.
"S' not funny... I'm dyin' here just by lookin' at u!" He mumbled against your lips, planting little kisses and nipping your bottom lip ever so gently. "Yer too perfect for me..."
"You're too perfect for me, dummy." You murmured, shifting closer and cupping his cheeks as you peck his lips.
"It's not like you don't drive me crazy too..." You rested your forehead on the crook of his neck, pressing your lips gently over his collarbone.
"Mhm." You mumbled against his warm skin, arms lazily wrapped around his shoulders.
"Whoa, cool. Coolcoolcoolcool." You couldn't see him, but you could definitely feel his boyish grin slowly forming in his lips, of course. You'd recognize that smile from a thousand miles away. His metaphorical tail wagged as he held you tighter, resting his chin on your shoulder.
He planted tiny, soft kisses all around you, wherever his lips were, your shoulder, your collarbone, your neck, your arms, and oh my, if you didn't get turned on whenever he nibbled and gently sucked on your warm skin.
His hand drifted from your hip to your ribs, coming to a stop on the underside of your breast before crawling its way up again and giving a gentle squeeze, sending a shiver through your body as his thumb brushed over your now hardenedโboth from the cool and pleasureโ clothed peak.
His touch was so soft, so gentle, it only made you want to stop your whole life and just stay here with him forever, feeling him gently knead and massage your breasts with such a light touch despite his rough, calloused hands that were used to hunt devils all day.
It made you wonder if one day, he'd use that strength on you.
The thought of that sent another fresh shiver through your spine, and a heat wave down your stomach, and the fact his growing erection was pressed against your thigh while he kneaded your breasts ever so gently did not help.
You lifted your head slightly to kiss his area where neck met jaw, still hugging his shoulders and pulling him flush against you.
"Take this off for me, pleeaaseee?" You said, tugging on the hem of your shirt with one hand.
Your voice, sweet and whiny echoed through his head. Wide, lustful eyes meeting yours when you lift your head to look up at him, he knew those eyes, that voice tone, he knew exactly what you wanted, and despite his ego screaming, he knew damn well he wanted it too. His gaze drifted away for a second, before pursing his lips and going right back to staring into your eyes, but not without a little eye roll.
"Tch, and then I'm the pervert!"
He grumbled, his hands sliding down to meet the hem of your shirt, hooking his fingers on the edge as he began to pull it up, the fabric making a soft 'shhhk' sound as it rose, obscuring your vision for a brief moment before it went up your head. He then tossed it aside on the sheets next to you as if it was useless.
His gaze locked on your bra, a faint warmth creeping up his neck, and a scarlet hue spread across his cheek, as his lips slowly starts to part, mouth hanging agape at the sight of your breasts slightly spilling out from the top of your bra.
His reaction looked so innocent, so sweet it actually made you amused, it wasn't even his first time seeing you like that, yetโ he'd never be able to stop the heat flushing over his cheeks.
He blinked, gaze snapping back to your eyes, flickering to your breasts for half a second before forcing his eyes to stare at you. He raised his hand, wiping his lips with the back of his hand.
"Pshhh, 'S nothin'." He said, waving his hand while his other one went back to fondling your breast through the lace of your bra.
"Could stay here forever." He murmured, gaze lost in the way your chest rose and fell whenever you breathed.
You frowned at his comment, a slight pout forming in your lips. "Don't you want to fuck me too?:c" You whined.
"Well, duhhhhh! But you get what I mean, woman." He said, pecking your lips gently, quickly pulling back to stare at what he was obviously obsessed withโ your breasts beneath a lacy bra.
"Well, you can't just point out your hard on and do nothing to me!"
"Geez, yer a perv, ma'am." He grumbled, a grin forming in his lips enough to show his sharp teeth, as he buries his face in your neck, nibbling on your soft skin. "But I ain't complainin' either." He murmured against your neck.
His hands began to slid down, hooking his finger on your shorts, fumbling with them before finally pulling them down, he pulled back just to see what he'd qualify as the best view ever, you sitting there, hugging him while only in your panties and bra.
"You're so fuckin' cute." He mumbled, leaning in to crush his lips against yours while his hands rested on your waist, grip tightening as he pulls you closer to him, like he wanted to feel every inch of your mouth while you kissed him.
His grip tightened even more on your waist, before he pushed you into the bed, rolling you onto your back with measured strength and straddling your hips, making your head spin with the way he pushed you like that until your head rested atop the soft pillows.
Your mind was swirling, the thought of having him on top of you, rolling you over so easily without having to even put strength in his touchโ the opposite, actually, having to be careful to not hurt youโ made your thighs squeeze together as you feel wetness pool between them.
You tried to shake those thoughts away, but you couldn't. The way he gripped your waist so tightly whilst pulling you closer to his body, the way you felt so small around his broad, defined arms, only made your desire for him to crush you grow even more.
You couldn't take it anymore, you wanted to feel him. Wanted to feel what he could do to you with all those muscles, even if he was a sweetie pie all the time, you knew that boy had a hidden strength behind those silly boyish grins and soft words.
"H-hey, Denji?" You murmured softly, as you felt a wave of warmth wash over your cheeks, suddenly very aware of how red your cheeks were while asking that.
His gaze snapped back at your eyes. "Yeah?" He muttered, his fingers rubbing sweet nothings on your waist as his hips bucked instinctively against yours.
You felt absolutely cornered with the way he stared down at you, feeling your cheeks burn even more now, it wasn't an easy question! Saying you just want your boyfriend to fuck you hard? What could you even say?! Denji was the sweetest boy ever, he was always so soft and worried about you during sex, always asking how you're doing.
"Can I hahโ C-can I go faster?"
"Do you mhhโ want me to stop?"
"Is that good for you, baby?"
How could you ask something like that to the boy who was always worried about hurting you?
"W-well... I was uhโ thinking and... You know... Uhโ" You stammered, trying to find the right words to it, eyes pointing everywhere but at his face. "I would... I would like it if you were a little bit rough, you know..."
You could almost hear the gears shifting inside the boy's head when he heard that, his brows knitting slightly in confusion.
"Rough..?" He repeated your word, confused, rolling it on his tongue as if he was searching for what it meant in his head, making sure he heard it right.
"Y-yeah! Likeโ pin me? Maybe call me a bitch or something?" You murmured, feeling heat surge in both your cheeks and in between your thighs.
He leaned down, brushing his lips against yours in a soft kiss. "But I love you... I'on wanna hurt you..." His hot breath against your cheek only made your already burning skin feel even warmer. "And you're not a bitch."
"I know... But... Can't we just try..? If you're comfortable with it? Pleeeaaaseeee?" You tugged on his sleeve.
Denji pulled back, tracing patterns along your cheekbone. "You'd be really into that?" He asked, brows furrowed.
Denji clicked his tongue with a soft 'tch', and you were almost sure you heard Denji mutter a 'freak' under his own breath, but it didn't matter. Because all of a sudden, you felt his fingers curl around both your wrists, slamming them on the mattress beside your head.
"Is this okay..?" He muttered softly, looking actually worried, and despite loving this sweet, caring side of him, you wanted to see that rough, bold side come out.
"You don't have to ask and be so nice... Y'know?"
"Oh." He blinked, your words a reminder of what you asked for just now, in which he'd already forgotten. "Shitโ sorry..."
You giggled, his fear of hurting you and desire to pleasure you as much as possible clearly having a fight inside his head.
His grip on your wrists tightened, before holding both of them with one large hand and pinning them above your head, while his other hand drifted to the waistband of your panties, tugging on them, despite being desperate to feel you around him, already bucking his clothed length against your crotch.
"P-please Denji... Can't wait..." You involuntary rolled your hips towards him, desperately trying to get friction on your wet pussy.
"Ya need'ta learn to wait, woman." He murmured, trying to look tough, yet, you could see a smirk tugging on the corner of his lips, clearly feeling silly when trying to be rough for the love of his life.
He brought his fingers to his mouth, coating them in spit before he retreated them and slid his fingers inside your panties, inserting two finger in without warning, stretching your walls and rubbing his saliva inside you.
"Mmmhhh..." You moaned, feeling his finger curl inside you and rub circles in your clit, jerking your hips to meet his touch.
Seeing you like this, moaning and bucking your hips towards his fingers, completely submitted to him made his dick twitch beneath his pants. Denji was always used to being treated like a dog, but suddenly, being in control like this didn't feel so bad.
That feeling of actually being in charge for once, and not being treated like a street dog, sent a wave of confidence over him, encouraging him to add another finger.
Your eyes rolled back your head when you felt another finger enter you, curling and hitting the perfect spot that makes your head spin and white spots to surge in your vision, already feeling your climax climb up before he even put his cock inside you.
"Mmmghhโ Wait! I... I want hahโ to feel you inside meโ mmghhh!"
Denji didn't stop, only digging his fingers deeper into your cunt and spreading your juice around your walls, his dick throbbing violently inside his pants, desperate to feel you.
Your head falls back against the pillow with a soft thud, as your orgasm arrives, walls clenching around his fingers, milking the sensation you so desire, as he rubs the evidence of your orgasm around your cunt.
"W-was that okay?" Denji mumbled, retrieving his cum coated fingers from your panties, as his other hand drifts to caresses your hip, kneading the fat of them slowly.
You couldn't say you loved that, or that you wanted him to do that every time you two fucked from now on, words were just too hard right now when you just reached your so desired ecstasy.
"P-please... Don't stop... Put it in..." You murmured, leaning upward to meet his lips in a desperate, clumsy kiss. "I want you to fuck me... Hard." You added before letting your head fall on the pillows beneath you.
His brain short circuits, oh, you wanted him to be rough, he forgot, again.
His hands finally began to work on his pants, tugging them down, his growing erection even more obvious now, with a hard bulge on his boxers.
"You're such a needy bitch, aren't ya?" A chuckle left his lips despite having to be so rude to you, he just couldn't control himself!
Your entire body jerked when he called you that, his words repeating a thousand times inside your head, a soft smile curling in your lips. He was trying so hard to be mean for you, yet he couldn't even take himself seriously.
"'M sorry! P-please... I need you." You pleaded, hands climbing up to meet his back, clawing on his shoulders, a small smile visible in your lips, that made Denji wonder if you were actually into this or just playing in his face, but the way your hips bucked desperately against his erection made the answer clear.
Denji swatted your hands away, pinning them beside your head before tugging his boxers down. "Keep your hands to yourself." His length sprung out, violently red and throbbing with pre cum dripping from the tip as it before he slowly lined himself into your entrance.
Only the feeling of his tip touching your entrance was enough to send electric sparks through your whole body, desperate to meet his touch and feel him fill you up.
Denji finally entered you with a wet plop, pulling you closer by your hips.
"Mmmmghhh!" You moaned out, thighs twitching pathetically, his size was never going to be something you would soon be used to, no matter what.
"Shitโ did I hurt you?" He asked, moving his hand to your waist, tracing slow patterns all over you, immediately stiffening his whole body.
"M-mhm." You nodded, feeling his dick twitch inside you. "You can... Be less sweet..." You murmured, voice weakly coming out of your lips as your hips give another roll towards his.
He blinked, oh. Again. This was the 3rd time you had to remind him you liked it when he was rough. Yet, here he is again, asking if you're okay, like always.
"Fuckโ uhhโ" He stammered, trying to pretend once again to be that rough persona you so wished to see in him.
Trying to regain that composure he actually achievedโfor a few secondsโ, he slammed his length into you, before gripping your hips tightly.
"Haahโ" A sound half moan half whimper escaped your lips, your breaths coming out in ragged, desperate pants. "P-please..." You squirmed underneath him. "Want you to fill me..."
He gripped your hips even tighter now, digging his nails on the fat of your sides as he stabilizes them. "Quit movin'." He muttered, giving another deep, rough thrust inside you.
The wet noises of your seminal fluid slapping when he slammed his cock in and out of you made you eyes twitch and roll back, all you could hear was your moans, his pants, and the loud, pornographic sound of your cunt connecting with his length.
Your head was spinning with the way he gripped you so tightly, enough to leave marks of his touch into your skin, while he so roughly buries his cock inside you, each time going deeper, closer to your cervix.
But it wasn't enough, you wanted to feel all of his strength being used on you.
"D-Denjiโ Mgghh fuck..."
"Can you hahโ" Your eyes rolled back as his tip meets your cervix, giving it a gentle brush before pulling back and slamming into you again with another loud wet sound. "Can you mghhhโ"
"C-can you choke me..?" You finally managed to spit out your words, immediately sinking your head further back on the pillow beneath you.
"Nngrhโ W-what?" You could see his brain blue-screening behind those confused puppy eyes, making sure he heard you correctly.
"Fuck." His hand slid from your hip to your neck, curling his fingers around you slowly, keeping his touch gentle before tightening it slightly. Your breath hitched at his touch, desperate to feel more.
"Nhhgh... More..." You pathetically whimpered, as his hand tightens around your neck, fully wrapping his fingers around you. The thought of his hand being bigger than your neck made your eyes roll back your head.
"You haahโ You're r-really into this, huh? Nnghnโ Freaky ass slut." He said, tightening his grip on both your neck and hips, kneading the fat skin of your hips.
You pathetically nodded at his words, feeling him only thrust deeper and deeper inside you, picking up the pace. Your hands hold tightly onto the sheets beside you, the top of your head hitting against the headboard of your bed everytime he slammed into you.
"'M sorry... I can't stopโ fuck..."
His thrusts got even more feral, hips stuttering as his cock slapped into you, throbbing and twitching inside your wet cunt.
Your eyes rolled back your head as his thrusts got even more frantic and steady, fucking you so roughly with no pauses. Your head still spinning with the idea of him hitting you, of being rough to the point it caused you pain.
"Please... Slap me..." You moaned weakly, fingers twitching as you grabbed the sheets of your bed as an attempt to stabilize yourself.
"S-slap you?!" He had no experience in all of this, this was all new to him; having to roughly fuck you, pin you, call you names, and now... Slap you?!
Despite himself, his hand slowly lifted, fingers shaking as he positioned his hand near your face, staring at your eyes for any sign for him to stop or pull back, even if you were the one who suggested this.
Then, finally, Denji lunged at you, giving you a loud and wet slap on your face, you could almost feel your skin turning red with his touch, a giggle escaped your lips in half disbelief half pleasure.
"Hah... Fuckin' pervert..." He laughed, although his hand lifted once again, and gave your face another slap, hand running across your cheeks.
Your chest rose and fell rapidly, it was all too much, way too much.
He buried his head just below your neck where his hand tightly gripped, lips grazing your collarbone, before parting his lips and pressing a long, open-mouthed kiss on your warm skin, tongue brushing against the same spot, licking the bruise he'd just done.
"Ngh... Denji..." You weakly whispered his name, the word barely leaving your lips, as you repeated his name continuously in your head, that was all you could think about now anyway.
Your entire body jerked when you felt his sharp shark-like teeth sink on your skin, enough to draw blood, leaving a metallic taste on his tongue. He continuously sucked on the teeth mark wound he just planted on you, licking all the blood leaving your skin, before moving on to bite another spot near your collarbone.
You find yourself lost in the sensation of Denji's thick cock violently throbbing inside you, the sharp pain of his teeth sinking into your skin making you bleed, and the rough contact of his hand around your neck, your climax climbing closer and closer.
"D-Denjiโ Mmmgh!" You moaned out, feeling your walls clench around him, as your orgasm finally hits you, hard. Your eyes fluttered shut slowly, as everything turns hazy.
With another harsh thrust of his hips, your eyes opened instinctively, your eyes meeting a sweaty and horny Denji thrusting into you while mumbling random words under his breath.
"I love you... Fuckโ mmgh! You're so fuckin' cute..." He muttered continuously, planting featherlight kisses all over your collarbone and breasts.
After a ragged 'Hhh!' left his lips, Denji absolutely collapsed on top of you, enough to make you lose your breath for half a second, as he paints your womb white with his cum, muttering nonsenses on your ear.
His hands moved from your hips and neck to your waist, hugging you tightly.
"Mmhh... Did I do good? Are you okay?" He asked, leaning in to press a kiss on your cheek.
"Yeah, more than okay, 'Ji." You muttered, hand moving to rest atop his head and pet him despite being breathless at this moment.
"Do you... Want me to be more careful next time..?" He asked genuinely, leaning onto your touch as he buried his face on your neck.
