The music that bounced off the walls was almost deafening as the room spun around you. At some point in the night, you lost track of just how many drinks you had.
You were leaned against the brick wall of the indoor patio, waiting for your husband, Naoya, to return with the drink you had practically begged him to buy you.
Yeah, his personality was complete and utter shit, but you couldnβt ignore the fact that he was absolutely loaded; an heir to a family fortune. You would have been an idiot to decline his proposal.
The wedding was nice enough.
The house was nice enough.
He wasnβt the most kind, caring, or attentive partner, but he was enough, you suppose.
Amidst your thoughts, your hands fumbled around your coat pockets as you searched for your pack of cigarettes, watching crowds of people pass you by as you pulled them out, taking one out from the box and grabbing your lighter from your other pocket.
As you slowly lit the end, you took a deep inhale, stuffing your pack and lighter back into your pockets, your head leaning back against the wall as you took another drag. The wave of dizzying calmness washed over your entire body, watching the smoke as it danced and disappeared into the air as you exhaled it lethargically. Your eyes closed themselves gently, the mixture of alcohol and nicotine taking you to that all too familiar comfort zone.
You listened to people laughing, joking, girls drunkenly singing along to the loud club music, men trying oh so terribly hard to flirt with any lady they were in proximity of.
Then, through your brief moment of peace, you felt a gentle tap on your shoulder, and thinking it was Naoya finally returning with your drink, you slowly lifted your head from the wall and turned your gaze to meet his;
only, it wasnβt him.
βWhat kind of douche wears sunglasses to the club?β
Was the first drunken thought to graze your mind as you made eye contact with the man who dared to disturb you. His hair was a beautiful, pale white, but the colors of the club lights mixing into it made it almost unnoticeable at first. You couldnβt help but take note of how strikingly attractive he was, his wide, playful grin only amplifying his charm;
βHey pretty lady! You mind if I take a drag?β
A sheepish smile crept across your lips at his compliment,
βSure.β You grinned as you handed him the cig, watching as he placed it between his lips, taking a deep inhale before handing it back to you, blowing the smoke up into the sky as if to do you the courtesy of not huffing it into your face. Your hands gently took the cig back between your fingers,
βThanks princess.β He winked, which made your face a little too warm for comfort, promptly taking another drag as you leaned back against the cool brick wall.
βNo problem.β You exhaled along with the smoke, fully expecting him to make his way back to wherever he was heading before running into you, but much to your surprise,
βDo youβ¦mind if I chill out right here with you?β
You donβt know if it was the alcohol, you hoped it was the alcohol, but your body flushed at the hypothetical of someone like him wanting to linger around you; but there was a twinge of something else building up in the pit of your stomach.
βOf course not! go right ahead.β You said sweetly, a faint blush sprawled across your skin as your body tensed, watching him position himself right next to you, his hand rubbing the back of his neck almost nervously.
βWhere the hell is Naoya?β
You pulled out your phone and took a quick glance at the time,
12:55AM
No notifications.
You sighed as you dropped your phone back into your coat, staring off into the sea of people, drunkenly observing them, having almost forgotten about the man standing right next to you. You threw the butt of the cig onto the ground, crushing it beneath your platform heel, reaching into your pocket once more to pull out yet another, but before you could put the box away,
βThink I could maybeβ¦have one of those?β The guy asked, his lips twitching into a shy grin as you looked up at him; you didnβt clock it at first, but he was incredibly tall.
βOf course.β You smiled gently, extending the box towards him, watching as he slowly took one into his long, slender fingers.
βNeed a light?β
He chuckled softly, face lighting up again instantaneously, like he just found a new way to keep the conversation going.
βYes please.β His grin was so bright, making something deep inside you light up like you never had before, a small, light laugh escaping the both of you. He held the cig between his lips, his hands covering the sides of your lighter to keep the breeze from interfering as you lit it for him. He was polite enough to lean down, watching as the flame danced between the two of you.
For the first time in the night, through the little flickers of light, you both could really see each other. Your heart stood still for a second as something unidentifiable surged through your body.
It made you feel ashamed to admit it, but Naoya never made you feel this way when the two of you first met. Well, he never made you feel this way period.
You could feel your heart flutter as he tilted his head down slightly, his bright, piercing blue eyes peaked up at you from the edge of the top of his sunglasses.
With his cigarette lit and the lighter flickering out, you placed it back into your coat, leaning back against the wall as the two of you smoked next to each other, the two of you sharing the occasional awkward glance.
Though, through the awkwardness, you could hear the faint echo of a familiar song through the doors that lead to the dance floor. Unconsciously, you softly hummed along to the lyrics, mumbling them gently to yourself,
βYou saw me standing by the wall,
corner of a main street..β
βNo way, you know this song?β
βOh, yeah. I love it, itβs one of my favorites.β A faint, embarrassed smile flashing across your face briefly.
βMe too.β
A brief moment of silence.
βDo youβ¦maybe wanna go dance?β
Your heart skipped a beat.
βIβm sorry?β You almost couldnβt believe your ears, playing it off like you couldnβt hear through all the combined sounds overwhelming your eardrums.
Leaning into you, he gently cupped a hand around your ear, the coolness of his hand against your skin making goosebumps form all over your body.
βDo you wanna go dance?β He asked again, a tad louder, that hypnotic smirk lacing his lips once more as he pulled away, scanning your face for an answer.
βI-I canβtβ¦I shouldnβtβ¦β You hesitated for a moment, tripping over your words. But deep down, you knew how badly you really wanted to.
You lifted up your hand hesitantly to meet his eyes, a claiming, flashy ring with a large diamond gleaming in front of him.
βI-Iβm marriedβ¦β You trailed off, your eyes following your words as you nervously gazed away from him, almost trying to avoid eye contact.
Carefully, he took your hand into his own, his thumb slowly grazing over your skin, trailing itself over your wedding ring.
βSo what?β
He leaned in almost uncomfortably close, his lips nearly brushing against your ear, your face only growing hotter at the proximity. The suffocating feeling of his body heat against your own was enough to make the room too warm to bear.
βMarried people canβt have friends?β
A small laugh escaped you.
βFriends?β
βYeah.β He mumbled a bit lower
βFriends.β
He pulled away from you ever so slightly, his hand continuing to linger against your own, staring down at you, waiting for an answer as his thumb traced over the giant stone in the center of your ring.
βWhaddya think, friend?β he grinned, a hint of something so obviously mischievous behind his smile.
There was something tugging at you from inside as you parted your lips,
βWellβ¦β
Your mouth felt dry,
βWhen you put it like thatβ¦β
Embarrassingly enough, your palms felt sweaty,
but there was no more room for hesitation;
You were either in or you were out.
You playfully rolled your eyes, the two of you putting out your cigarettes, leaving the crushed remains next to each other in a nearby cigarette dish on a table. His fingers tangled themselves in your own as you gave him the go ahead, finally pulling you away from the wall.
Though, no matter how much you tried to convince yourself you were having some harmless, innocent fun,
you knew.
And, no matter how much you were aware of this fact, you still let him guide you through the crowds of people, his fingers intertwined in yours as you trailed behind him, watching as the waves of people parted themselves open for him to lead you further and further in. You could feel your phone buzzing in your pocket for a moment, but it was too late for all that now; allowing it to buzz until it ceased.
It was like your heart and the beat of the music became one, falling in sync as you reached the middle of the dance floor. The flashing lights were blinding as you tried to find your footing, people pushing and shoving against you as they entered and exited the floor. The only thing keeping you upright was the strong pair of hands holding you close, both hands wrapped around your waist firmly to keep you from being swept away. Reflexively, you clung onto the man, your arms wrapping around his neck.
When you looked up at him, it felt like a scene out of a movie. The way his features mixed and clashed with the colorful lighting made him look like something unreal, like a work of real life art.
The music was finally clear enough for you to hear, the two of you beginning to sway along to the lyrics.
And you wanted to dance, so I asked you to dance, but fear is in your soul
Some people call it a one night stand,
but we can call it paradise
βDonβt say a prayer for me nowβ He hummed.
βSave it βtil the morning after.β
You both sang along, clumsily dancing to the sound of the music with your eyes closed, colorful hues slipping past your eyelids.
Through closed eyes, you could feel his nose pressed against yours gently, almost as if it were seeking something;
seeking permission,
seeking invitation.
No, donβt say a prayer for me now
For the briefest moment, you gazed up at him, nervous fingers making their way to his head, slowly pushing up his sunglasses, watching as he looked down at you through his long, pale lashes, eyes full of want.
In one movement of your heads, his lips brushed against yours, not suddenly, but inevitably; like everything had been building up to this moment.
It wasnβt demanding, it wasnβt expecting, only asking; and without hesitation, you fell into it, pulling him in closer, clinging to him tighter. His arms replaced his hands around your waist, wrapping around you tightly, pulling you in deeper. It was like everything else faded away for that little moment. His lips were soft, his kiss was gentle, but it grew hungrier with every second that passed.
Your hands found their way back to his head, your fingers tangling themselves in his hair as you deepened the kiss. It felt so soft against your grip, you couldnβt help but tug it gently, earning a soft gasp from him mid kiss. In an act of what felt like payback, he bit your bottom lip, tugging on it just hard enough to earn a whine from you.
Save it βtil the morning after
The crowds of people singing and hollering mixed into the music, both fading away into the background as you clung to each other, not wanting the moment to end. You could both care less about who was watching.
When you finally pulled away from each other, your eyes were half lidded, cheeks covered in a deep shade of blush. Your lips were both a bit puffy, covered in lipgloss and a thin layer of saliva.
He placed his forehead against yours in an act of tenderness, arms moving from your waist to wrap around your shoulders, holding you close to him as the song faded out, the next one queuing up. Slowly, he leaned into your ear once more, mumbling just enough for you to hear,
βI feel weβre gonna be the best of friends. Donβt ya think?β
βYeah.β You murmured, head spinning, grip tightening around the fabric of his clothes subconsciously at his comment. Your hand flexed behind his head as you stared past him, your ring glittering against the lights in the dim room before putting it back down. You sunk your head into the crook of his neck, searching for some form of comfort after coming down from your high, breathing in the scent of his cologne.
βI think we are.β
And yet, unbeknownst to you, someone was watching you from the crowd, hand crushing a cup of liquor in a tight grip.
hi all !! just quit my #job now i have so much free time >_< what if i started writing for naoya zenβin >_<>_< LOLLLLL drop some reqs for him iβm like drooling over this man
can i get headcanons or drabble about tenna with somnophilia? i beg you, pretty pretty pleaseπππ
from @piirrah
YES U CAN GOAT!!!
Somno!Tenna hcβs for the soul :3
twβs/cwβs: drugging, noncon, nonconsensual drug use, abuse of power mention, nonconsensual filming mention, somnophilia
-Lovessss to invite you out to drink after work! Once he finally gets you to come with him, heβll slip something in your drink before handing it to you, only to play the part of the sweet, attentive boss only trying to help out his drunk employee!!
.Will offer to take you to your home since youβre obviously too inebriated, but once you get in his car heβll just drive you to the nearest motel! Itβs okay though, youβll be passed out before youβre even able to realize heβs going the wrong way.
.Will obviously have sex with your unconscious body, I mean, how could he not when you just look so cute? Will deffo leave before youβre able to gain some form of consciousness, but heβll at least make sure youβre properly tucked in before he goes!
.When you see him the next day at work, youβre unsure why, but you get this weirdβ¦feeling inside of your body whenever you guys interact with each other; itβs like you just feel so warm whenever youβre around him for whatever reason.
-
-If you guys are together, youβll notice heβs definitely a late sleeper.
.Some nights, he doesnβt even sleep at all; on those nights heβll justβ¦watch you.
.Is a super observant guy! picks up on all the little things you do while you rest! all the quiet, nonsensical mumbles under your breath, all the little shifts of your body while you toss and turn.
.Sometimes, he notices that youβre calling out for him even while asleep and it drives him fucking crazy >_< the way you continue to think about him even while dreaming drives him up the wall, it gets him hard every single time!!
.Heβs just such a gentleman, he wonβt wake you up to satisfy himself >_< he doesnβt want to disturb your beauty sleep after all!
.Instead, heβll just jerk himself off over you! Heβll use his hand to stifle all of his little moans so you canβt hear him.
.When heβs gonna cum, heβll use his other hand to catch everything that comes out! Heβs just that considerate of you <3
-
-In his prime, he was fs a user of some sort you cannot convince me otherwise βοΈπ now his drug of choice is up for debate, but i hc he would for sure abuse alcohol/weed/coke and would exert his position of power over you to make you do it too!!
.Since heβs so much bigger than you, his tolerance for these substances are crazy high! you on the other hand, are such a lightweight itβs kinda crazy to him, but thatβs why he makes you do it!
.Thereβs been so, so many times that you just got so blackout you never remember anything afterwards, but your boss always has the pictures and videos to remind you exactly what happened the night before;
The pictures and videos of him sliding his big cock in and out of your passed out holes.
The pictures and videos of you still moaning around him even while youβre unconscious.
.He never can get over the fact that even while fucked up and passed out, youβre still just so tight and around him LOLL
.Will absolutely use it for blackmail if you try to transfer jobs or try to find an excuse not to do drugs with him βοΈπ
.and so the cycle perpetuates
extra:
idk if yβall have ever seen that one bojack scene where hollyhock keeps chloroforming todd but thatβs literally tenna βοΈπlowkey enjoys drugging you lmfao, he just 'loves' you so so so much he canβt help himself from taking advantage of you, even if he knows itβs wrong and that you would leave him any chance you got. Also he just thinks itβs fun!! how easy it is to get you so vulnerable you canβt fight back against him!! He loves the feeling of control so much, probably even more than he 'loves' you!
littolmouse... this is but a humble request... but I WOULD LOVE to read about Tenna in a breeding frenzy. I DON'T CARE if TVs are literally objects, I need that man to fuck me senseless until I am plump and full. thank you π
BREEDING WILL ENSUE SHORTLY!!!!
another itty bitty sneak peak
i fear this is gonna be a songfic based off is it a crime by sade βοΈπ also some context tenna is married and sees reader on the side ! heβs in love w/ them but wonβt get a divorce LOL
no tw or cw yet besides the implied cheatingπ
this may come,
this may come as some surprise
Tenna took a long drag of his cigarette, the smoke dissipating into the air as it blew through the corners of his mouth; the scent of nicotine filling up the air of the tiny unit.
but i miss you
The two of you met up like this quite frequently; each meetup beginning and ending the same way each time.
littolmouse... this is but a humble request... but I WOULD LOVE to read about Tenna in a breeding frenzy. I DON'T CARE if TVs are literally objects, I need that man to fuck me senseless until I am plump and full. thank you π
BREEDING WILL ENSUE SHORTLY!!!!
another itty bitty sneak peak
i fear this is gonna be a songfic based off is it a crime by sade βοΈπ also some context tenna is married and sees reader on the side ! heβs in love w/ them but wonβt get a divorce LOL
no tw or cw yet besides the implied cheatingπ
this may come,
this may come as some surprise
Tenna took a long drag of his cigarette, the smoke dissipating into the air as it blew through the corners of his mouth; the scent of nicotine filling up the air of the tiny unit.
but i miss you
The two of you met up like this quite frequently; each meetup beginning and ending the same way each time.
no pressure to write this at all but im imagining tenna noncon but heβs apologetic/emotional about it
yeah this is so getting written your brain is actually so fucking huge holy shit
sneak peak πππ
tw/cw: noncon ofc
βIβve beenβ¦so lonely.β He mumbled drunkenly, the smell of alcohol that lingered on his breath invading your senses as he towered over you. This was the last thing you were hoping would happen.
He placed his hand behind your head, his fingers intertwining themselves in your hair
βW-What the hell are you-β
Your protests were interrupted as he forcefully pulled you in for a deep, sloppy kiss. You could taste the alcohol on him as his tongue invaded your mouth. Youβd never seen him like this before. Itβs like he was desperate; desperate for something you simply couldnβt provide.
He was a regular for you. You didnβt mind at all, how frequently he came to see you; especially because of how much he was willing to pay for your services.
It was almost a bit sad, the way heβd offer you large sums of money just to keep you around for a few minutes longer. You wondered if he had any friends, any family, a partner, but you guessed that if he had anyone in his life, he wouldnβt be he here almost every other day.
tried my very best to write GN Reader and SOMEEEE softcore (softcore did not in fact happen)
Reader is in college btw!!
Twβs/Cwβs: Dubcon, Noncon, Non Consensual Filming, Gagging, Professor/Student
You impatiently tapped your pencil against your desk, watching the clock on the wall tick by painfully slow. You by all means didnβt hate the class, as a matter of fact, youβd be lying if you didnβt say your media professor, Mr. Tenna, wasnβt complete eye candy. But of course, that just wasnβt enough to keep you invested for more than a couple of seconds. There was only 5 minutes left of class, but the anticipation of finally being free for the rest of the day kept you watching the clock nonstop. Briefly, you closed your eyes and listened to your professor babble on about the next important project the class would be working on the next time you were scheduled. His long, uninterrupted monologuing could quite honestly put you to sleep,
in fact, thatβs exactly what happened.
β Hello? Are you alright? β
A deep, almost comforting voice invaded your brief slumber. You quickly sat yourself up in your seat, embarrassment washing over you as you came face to face with your professor. You noticed his hand gently rested on your shoulder and your face couldnβt help but get warm.
β Ah, sorry for waking you! β He said as he moved his hand away, a goofy, kind smile plastered on his face.
β Yβknow, itβs bad manners to fall asleep when your professor is lecturing. β He joked, poking fun at you.
βOf course! Iβm very sorry, it will never happen again sir,β You sputtered, putting your things together to pack up for the day. βWell, Iβll be on the way, sorry again for the trouble!β You anxiously muttered as you went to stand up from your seat.
β Actually ,β Mr. Tenna began, placing his hand back on your shoulder, motioning you to sit back down.
βSir?β You looked up at him with a confused expression, a pit beginning to form in your stomach as you sat yourself back down, looking up at him.
β Iβve been meaning to talk to you about something. Donβt worry, youβre not in trouble, Iβm justβ¦concerned. β
βW-What do you mean sir?β you chuckled nervously, you could feel a tiny bit of sweat on your forehead as your face grew warmer, as if this couldnβt get any more horrifically embarrassing.
β Well for starters, youβre failing. β
Your faint, sheepish smile dropped at his words, almost instantaneously replaced with complete dread,
βFailing? What do you mean failing? I turn in my assignments and projects on time, I do the work, Iβm here every single day!β
β Woah Woah kid, settle down a bit. Another thing I wanted to address was your lack of attentiveness. Donβt think I donβt notice when you stare at the clock mindlessly, sitting there with an empty expression, daydreaming from start to finish, even falling asleep. β
Feeling slightly offended at his apprehension, you went to stand up, hoping to leave and finally end this conversation. But despite the overt feeling of offense, part of you questioned his words. Does he really pay that much attention to me? or is he just always acutely aware of all his students?
β Sit back down. β His words were so firm, so cold, you could barely hear him amidst your thoughts, but you couldnβt help but subconsciously obey his command as you planted yourself back on your seat.
β Look, I donβt mean to be so harsh, but I really am worried about your performance in this class. I can offer you some avenues to raise your grade, but it really is up to you to take the opportunities presented to you. How does that sound? β He had a faint, warm smile on his face while he spoke, it was enough to make all the anger from his previous words dissipate into nothing. But you couldnβt help but pick up some kind of sinister undertone with how he spoke.
βAlright, that sounds fine. Whatβs something you have in mind?β
β Come, follow me, β He guided as the two of you walked over to his desk at the front of the room; Mr. Tenna sat himself in his chair, motioning you to come closer to him.
βSir?β You began to question as you got closer and closer. Suddenly, he wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you so close you stood in between his legs, even while seated, he still towered over you
βS-Sir, I donβt think this is very appropriate!β You quickly began to object, attempting to pull yourself away from his grasp, your cheeks burning as his arm grew tighter around your small body.
β Oh you sweet, naive thing. I donβt think youβre fully comprehending whatβs about to happen. β You could feel his hand gliding upwards from below your shirt, gently caressing your skin underneath as he spoke.
β Youβre gonna do whatever I say, β His hand crept back out from your shirt, slowly making its way to your hair. You were in such shock with everything that was happening, you felt so ashamed for not being able to fight back, everything was happening so fast, all you could do was avert his gaze; until you felt him grab a fistful of your hair, forcing you to look up at him;
β And maybe, Iβll let you pass my class. β He snickered. There was a deep, sinister smile on his face, you could feel the hairs on your arms raise and goosebumps forming on your skin just from the twisted tone of his voice.
βPlease sir, you donβt have to do this.β
Unfortunately, your protests fell on deaf ears as he placed his hand on the top of your head, gesturing you to get down on your knees. You could feel tears pricking your eyes as you looked up at your professor as you lowered yourself onto the cold, tiled floor. With one of his hands on your head, the other meticulously fumbled around to undo his pants. All you could do was sit there and cry quietly as he removed himself from his confines.
Holy shit.
You were baffled as he pulled out his cock. There was no way you could fit all of him in your mouth! Is he fucking crazy? Your brain was going 100 miles a minute while you tried to figure out exactly how this was gonna work. Unfortunately, Mr. Tenna was never a very patient man, and he hated to be kept waiting. He grabbed you by your hair tightly, lightly tapping his dick against your cheek,
β Come on, doll. Donβt make me take matters into my own hands. β He threatened in a way that almost sounded like a joke, emphasizing the seriousness of his words by tightening his grip on your hair. You couldnβt help but wince in pain at his actions. You felt so hot . You were completely distraught by the situation you found yourself in. Fearing the worst, you carefully took his tip in your mouth, slowly swirling your tongue around it. Your mouth was so dry from all the fear, you could barely take half of him into your mouth because of the lack of spit.
β Come onnnn, I know you can do better than that. β He teased as he suddenly pushed himself further into your mouth without warning, all the way to the back of your throat. There was nothing you could do but convulse around him from gagging as he held your head in place, brief chortles escaping from him as drool pooled out your mouth, dripping onto the floor below you.
β There we go. β You could feel tears staining your cheeks as he manually bobbed your head up and down his shaft, using you like some kind of toy. You almost didnβt feel real, like this was some sort of horrible, sick dream. Your head was spinning, and yet for some reason, the longer he kept using your mouth, the more brainless you started to feel, almost like you were enjoying it.
β Fuck..You look so cute doll .β He mumbled softly, his voice breaking up in a way that almost sounded like music to your ears. Somewhere amidst all your racing, clouded thoughts, you hadnβt noticed Mr. Tennaβs quiet, soft moans as he used your mouth. You hadnβt noticed the deep tint of pink that stained his face. You hadnβt noticed his spaced out, shaky breaths. Had circumstances been different, you feel youβd have fully enjoyed all the sounds and expressions he was making right now.
β Y-Youβre gonna swallow right? β He emphasized every single one of his gentle, desperate words by harshly slamming the tip of his cock against the back of your throat, itβs not like you could even reply .
β Youβre gonna swallow every last drop, right? β He moaned out breathlessly. You wanted to shake your head, you wanted to say no, you donβt know if it was the lack of oxygen flowing to your brain, or the non-stop face fucking, but deep, deep down, a part of you really did want to. He involuntarily nodded your head up and down for you around him;
β Yeah, thatβs what I thought. β He sneered, almost as if he could read your thoughts. He firmly held your head in place as he pushed your head all the way down on his cock, using his free hand to pinch your nose closed as you felt him cum down your throat. There really was nothing you could do but swallow. You watched him, eyes half lidded as he forced you to swallow his load, cheeks red and hot, eyes full of tears. Thereβs nothing he loved more than how you were looking at him right now . You were so entranced, you hadnβt noticed when he pulled you off of him, a long string of spit still connecting the two of you as you stared at him with a dumb, empty look on your face.
β Donβt enjoy yourself too much now. β He tittered, that same sickeningly sweet smile from earlier on his face. It was like you were hypnotized. You couldnβt think, you couldnβt move, it was like all you could think of now was how much you wanted him. Your thoughts, or lack thereof, were interrupted by the feeling of Mr. Tenna lifting you up off the ground and placing you on top of his desk.
His huge body was towering over you, it was like something invaded your senses as you lied there expectantly, a complete 180 from when this all started. It felt like a dream come true as you felt him begin to hastily unbutton your shorts, removing them and your underwear with such painfully slow movements, it nearly felt like torture.
β Hm? what happened to all that objection from earlier? β He tutted tauntingly. He slowly maneuvered his gloved hand in between your legs, gently tracing his fingers against the inside of your thighs as he spread them apart, holding them open as he teasingly ran his other hand against your exposed area. You couldnβt resist but ineluctably whine at his touch as he stroked his hand against you so painstakingly slow, you could almost cry.
β Iβve been waiting so long for this, yβknow. β He muttered as he pulled away from you, pulling off his tie. He placed your hands above your head and began to wrap the thick piece of fabric around your wrists tightly,
β And I know youβve been waiting for this too, β he continued, tugging at your binds, making sure they were secure enough to keep you from undoing them. β You think I donβt notice how you stare at me in class? β He lifted your shirt up, exposing your chest to him, and a light blush swept across his face once more. β And yet, β He continued to lift your shirt all the way up to your mouth, scrunching it up and placing it in your mouth like some sort of makeshift gag, β Despite how you look at me, β He briefly pulled away from you, from what you could see and what you could hear, he was rummaging around a drawer attached to his desk, pulling out something.
β Itβs like I just canβt seem to hold your attention .β
You watched him as he towered over you once again, this time, he had what appeared like a vintage camcorder in his hand. You could hear the camera turning on as he angled it down towards you. Out of sheer humiliation, you tried to turn your head to the side, but he used his free hand to tightly grip you by the chin, forcing you to look up at the camera as he motioned it closer towards your face.
β After Iβm done with you, youβll never be able to think of anything else. Iβll be the only thing that has your attention for the rest of your life. β
He let go of your chin, allowing you to face away from him as he began to position himself at your entrance, the camera never panning away from you. You bit down harshly into the gag as he carefully slid himself into you , he was so huge. You nearly felt like he was gonna split you apart as he bottomed out inside of you, deep, soft moans escaping his throat as he filled you up.
He didnβt wait very long before beginning to lethargically move in and out of you, his blush getting deeper and deeper as his pace began to speed up. Suddenly, you felt him lift up your bound hands, placing them around his neck to pull you closer to his body as his pace got faster and faster. You clung to him motionlessly as he pounded you harder and harder, going deeper inside of you with each thrust, the only thing you were able to do was moan pathetically into your shirt as he held the camcorder directly in your face, a mischievous smirk forever imprinted on his face as he recorded you being a sad, whining mess for him.
β Let me hear those cute little whines of yours. β He said as he pulled the gag out of your mouth, thrusting into you so hard you felt he was rearranging your insides,
β Play it up for the camera a bit why donβt you? β He chuckled, but there was no acting involved when you moaned and whined so loud, you swore someone could hear you. Your face was red, your body was littered with droplets of sweat, and you just felt so full . To Mr. Tenna, you were an absolute sight to behold.
β Youβre so dirty yβknow? Letting your professor take advantage of you like this .β He mumbled under his breath, just barely loud enough for you to hear. He finally stopped the recorder and placed it on his desk right next to you, wrapping his arms around your body to pull you in as close as possible to him, seating himself back down into his chair and pulling you on top to straddle him. He held you so tight you could feel his sharp nails through his gloves against your skin.
β You want your professor to fill you up again? hm? β His words were shaky as his thrusts managed to grow even faster, even harder, and more erratic as you moaned stupidly into his ear as a feeble attempt to beg for him;
β What was that? I canβt hear you. I canβt give you what you want unless you tell me. β
βY-Yes, please Mr. Tenna! Please f-fill me up!βyou prattled mindlessly, his pace growing more and more sporadic at the sound of your voice
βWell, if you say so.β
Mr. Tenna intertwined his fingers in your hair and pulled you in for a long, deep kiss as you felt him filling you up with what felt like a never ending warm, sticky load. He harshly bit the bottom of your lip mid kiss, and though youβd never taken a good look, you swore this man had some sort of set of fangs from the way he drew blood from biting you.
He slowly pulled out of you as you both pulled away from the kiss, his cum leaking out of you and down your legs as you sat on top of him, the two of you completely breathless. You swore you had never seen him this red before, he could say the same about you honestly.
βA+β He kidded as he gently ran his fingers through your hair, kissing you deeply again,
twβs/cwβs: nsfw ofc, noncon and dubcon elements/brief mention of kidnapping/very possessive tenna
-Heβs superrr possessive! Heβll do absolutely anything to keep you from leaving or abandoning you him. If you break up with him, heβll simply just kidnap you and lock you in a room; If the two of you are arguing and you try to leave, he will absolutely block the door with his body to keep you there and wonβt move until you calm down and reassure him that youβre not leaving.
-A superrrr jealous guy! He hates to see you talking to anyone that isnβt him :β( Itβs like he can feel something actively shattering inside of him every time he sees you talking to your friends, coworkers, even family sometimes. Absolutely wants to be your one and only, no matter what he has to do to make that happen.
-He can be so soft and tender when heβs not an insecure mess (which is often) gentle kisses while he holds you down, whispering the sweetest, dirtiest things into your ear.
-Loves to call you baby, doll, darling, sweetie, he loves to call you every term of endearment he can!
-Loves to infantilize you (not in a creepy way ππ but in a like βyouβre too dumb to make your own decisionsβ way) Thinks and says you canβt make the right choices for yourself and that only he knows whatβs best for you. Often makes you rethink and doubt yourself. Just another one of his silly little manipulation tactics to keep you around!
-HEAVYYYY into degradation (giving) especially if he thinks youβre gonna leave him for whatever reason. Itβs like heβs trying to psychologically manipulate you by bringing down your self worth so you stay with him <3
-Into bondage!! Loves to tie you up/handcuff you/ziptie you! especially if he feels you growing distant in any way! It makes him feel like he has control and like you can only leave if he says you can
-Super fucking big. Heβs at the very least 15 ft tall, the rest is self explanatory T_T
-Because heβs so big, he usually starts off very slow and gives you some time to adjust before moving at all. Typically very attentive to you and cares about your comfort!
-Except when heβs hate-fucking you. Gives you absolutely no time to adjust to his size; uses you like some sort of personal fleshlight and doesnβt care if you scream or cry or beg him to stop <<<<333
-Absolutely loves the mating press. Loves being able to hold you down and watch you as he fucks you mercilessly, not being able to push him off or fight back while he pumps you full of his cum. Definitely wants to impregnate you and is his goal every single time.
-On days heβs feeling particularly possessive, he will jerk off into your underwear and make you wear them around like that LOL; Will also leave giant hickeys all over your neck and chest for everyone to see!!
-Also on the topic of marking his territory, when heβs angry he will deffo use you as an ashtray. Putting his cigarettes out on your tongue, chest, arms, legs! To both mark you as his and to punish you for making him angry
-Films you both together while yβall do it!! Loves to rewatch the recordings and loves to make you watch him fuck you <3 Will also use the recordings as blackmail to keep you from leaving him ^_^
-If you visit him at work, you better believe heβs taking you into his office and fucking you. Does not care at all who hears the two of you, if anything it makes it all the more exciting to him, having everyone know youβre his bitch
-Lovesss boss/employee dynamic!! if you work for him it makes it 10000x better!! Loves when you call him βBossβ or βMr.Tennaβ during sex. Will absolutely use his position of power to make you sleep with him so you donβt get fired. Will make you his personal secretary >_<
TWβs/Content Warnings: Noncon/Brief mention of slapping/Kidnapping/Degradation/Possessive Tenna/AFAB Reader/Breeding if you squint
You felt your eyes slowly flutter open, your eyelashes gently brushing against your face as your vision readjusted itself. The more you came to, you could feel a dull, throbbing pain in your head. The last thing you could remember was you telling your boss, Mr. Tenna, that you were resigning.
The two of you always had a veryβ¦interesting dynamic, to say the least. Yes, you both did occasionally sleep together, yes, you knew he always wanted something more from you, something deeper than the connection you both already had, but you just simply werenβt interested in anything more than what you were.
He said he understood your boundaries; He said he understood where you were coming from, but deep down, you knew he could never come to terms with it. After you both would sleep together, he always tried his hardest to get you to stay in bed with him for a few minutes longer; every time you were at work, heβd try to keep a casual conversation with you going for a few sentences longer. You thought it was endearing, how much he wanted to be close to you.
And then that day finally happened.
You got..a job offer? It was a position for an advertisement venture online! You were so over the moon excited! Everyone has had dreams of working with the internet, but here it was, within your grasp! of course, you took a few days to mull it over and weigh out your options, but who could possibly say no?
The next day at work, you waited until your shift was over to talk to him in his office.
βMr.Tenna..I have some..news.β You said with a slight nervousness in your voice, your hands reaching to grip the sides of your skirt tightly as you awaited his response.
βNews! Well, we could always use some more of that around here! Go ahead, spit it out!β He teased, his signature smile plastered across his face.
God. I am gonna miss that smile.
His joy and enthusiasm was so infectious, you couldnβt help but lighten up a bit. βW-Well..I..was offered a new job!β You said excitedly, your demeanor changing from anxious to relaxed almost instantaneously.
However, you noticed Mr. Tenna grew a little stiff, almost as if he came to some sort of shocking realization, but his smile never faltered.
βI-Itβs for an advertisement position,β You continued, βYou know how big the online industry has been growing lately, a-and I think this would be a really good opportunity to advance my career!β A sheepish smile crept across your face as you looked up at your boss..well, now former boss, looking for some form of response, some kind of validation.
βThatβs amazing!β He exclaimed, it was almost as if all the stiffness in his body just dissipated. You felt all the tension leave your body as he reached down to wrap his arm around your shoulders, holding you closely.
βIβm so proud of you! Youβve come so far in your career, you absolutely deserve it.β Tenna praised
βYouβre the best boss I have ever had Mr. Tenna, Iβm glad to have known youβ You said tenderly, giving him a gentle kiss on the side of his face. You figured since this would be on of the last times youβd see him, youβd let him hold you for a little while longer.
βWell letβs not just stand around! Letβs celebrate!β He exclaimed, leading you to sit down on one of the big, fancy chairs in his office.
βYou stay here while I make us both a celebratory drink, I have a bottle Iβve been saving for a special moment like this!β After a brief silence with some minor clinking and clanking of the glasses, Tenna sat himself right beside you, drinks in hand. He took a brief sip from his glass and placed it on the table in front of the two of you, watching intently.
βYou know Mr. Tenna,β You began, taking a sip from the cocktail he prepared. It was sweet, a lovely strawberry flavor with hints of mint and lemon, despite the flavor of alcohol of course.
βI was actually really scared to tell you about the new job.β
βNow why would you be so afraid?β He laughed βAm I really that intimidating?β he joked, wrapping his arm around your shoulders once more
βNo! Itβs not thatβ¦I was afraid that I might..hurt you by leavingβ¦.β you mumbled gently as you took another sip of your drink, you noticed a slight bitterness as you nearly chugged your drink down to the very bottom, placing your glass down on the table.
Tenna looked stiff again, almost like how he did earlier, but once again, without skipping a beat he chuckled, holding you close to him for a brief moment
βOh donβt be silly, I love having you around, of course I do! But I wouldnβt want you to hang back and let opportunities pass you by just because you feel too bad to leave.β
He gave you a reassuring kiss on the forehead. For some reason, him doing that made you feel warm, not alcohol warm, but..warm. You donβt know if it was guilt, or if it was the alcohol, or if it was something more, but you almost felt like, just maybe you could keep him in your life. Like, just maybe, you could let him finally be close to you.
βYβknow Mr.Tennaβ¦βYou mumbled as you placed your head on his shoulder, his hand wrapped around you gently played with your hair as your eyes had begun to slowly close
βHm?β
βI thinkβ¦β You muttered, feeling yourself slowly drift further and further away
βIβ¦thinkβ¦.β
And thatβs all you could remember.
Your hands felt around you as you tried to find your strength to push yourself to sit upright. Whatever you were on felt soft, almost like silk.
Though your vision was limited, it felt like you were on a bed of some sort. It was fully made, sheets, blankets, pillows, everything. You scanned the cold, dark room before you, looking around for someone, something, anything to explain how you ended up here. From what you could see, the room had a corner table with two chairs, a tv, a couch, what looked like a setup for a little kitchen, and two doors. It was like whoever kidnapped you really cared about your comfort. Interestingly enough, there was nothing binding your hands or feet to keep you from escaping.
You carefully slipped out of the bed, walking over to one of the doors cautiously and jiggling the handle, the door swung wide open much to your surprise; it wasβ¦a bathroom?
You closed the bathroom door and walked over to the next one; It had what looked like a keypad on the inside, and right next to it was a light switch. You flipped the switch on, and your suspicion was confirmed. It was like you were in some sort of studio apartment. You tried to open the door, but of course, it was locked when you jiggled the handle.
I could either try and call for help or stick around and see what happensβ¦
At first, you gently knocked on the door, calling out a soft βHello?β but no one answered. Feeling a bit more frantic, you knocked a bit harder, calling out a bit louder, βHello!!β but nobody came.
You defeatedly walked back towards the bed and sat back down, staring at the doors unmoving, until,
βYouβre finally awake!β
A familiar voice chirped gleefully as you heard the other door open, but as fast as it had opened, it had closed again. Much to your dismay, he was the one who began to approach you.
You were speechless.
He towered over your body, cornering you against the bed; sometimes you forgot just how tall he really was. You felt tears pricking at your eyes as you stared up at the man that used to be your former boss, fear and anger taking over your body.
βTenna?? What are you doing!! why am I in here!!β You screamed at him, placing your hands on his chest in an attempt to keep him away from you;
βDonβt be upset baby..β He murmured softly as he gently placed a hand on your cheek, wiping away your tears delicately.
βI promise..Iβm gonna treat you so good-β
βD-Donβt touch me!β You screamed at him, trying to shove him away from you with all your strength, but it was futile.
A sad look flashed across his face as he watched your feeble attempts to push him away, something deep inside him growing more and more upset at your attempts to push him away.
βCβmonβ¦donβt be like that.β He mumbled in your ear, closing in on you even more, his hand gently caressing your cheek βI donβt wanna do anything I donβt have to..β
βI-I said donβt!-β You stopped in the middle of your sentence as you felt a sharp, powerful stinging sensation on the side of your face, Tenna looking down at you with a terrifying gaze. You felt tears uncontrollably begin to run down your cheeks as your hand instinctively covered the side that he struck, watching him unmovingly.
Tenna slowly traced his thumb across your bottom lip, a light blush sprawled across his face βSee? I didnβt wanna do it, but you just kept forcing my hand babyβ¦β he mumbled, his thumb gently pushing itself past your lips.
βNow open up for me..β You cautiously opened up your mouth and felt his thumb slowly inch inside, βNow be a good girl. You know what I want.β He said in a low, soft voice.
Your tongue slowly traced itself around his finger, a faint blush painting your cheeks in humiliation as he pushed his thumb deeper and deeper into your mouth, leaving it near the back of your throat. He watched you intently as drool began to pool past your lips, down your chin.
βSuch a cute, dumb girl.β
βCanβt even make the right decision for herself..β he murmured as he pushed his thumb even deeper, making you gag around it.
βGuess I just have to do it for you..β He continued as he pulled his thumb out of your mouth, tracing the spit around your lips slowly, his blush growing deeper.
You were so entranced in everything, you didnβt notice him trailing his other hand downwards, slipping his hand underneath the bottom of your skirt. βT-Tenna wait-β You fumble as he places his free hand firmly over your mouth
βAh-Ah. What did I say.β He cut you off as you stared up at him fearfully,
βYouβre better off not saying anything at all.β
He slowly ran his fingers against your clothed pussy, your face growing hotter and hotter from the slow, aching action. You felt your legs unintentionally close as you felt his finger slip past your panties, gently rubbing against your entrance.
βStop fucking moving.β
he grumbled as he shoved your legs apart, just barely pushing his finger inside of you teasingly, slowly moving it in and out of you. You felt your body involuntarily squirm at his actions, moaning out into his hand that still covered your mouth, his grip tightening. Suddenly, you felt him shove two fingers deep inside of you, curling and uncurling, entering and exiting you at such a fast pace you could barely comprehend it.
βWhat the fuck did I just say?β He snarled at you, his pace not letting up. His grip around your mouth was so tight, you were so overwhelmed with everything happening that all you could do was moan mindlessly into his hand.
βFor someone who didnβt want this, you seem to really be enjoying yourself. You really are a dumb fucking girl huh? So brainless.β
You whined breathlessly into his hand as you felt him remove his fingers from you, his other hand uncovering your mouth.
βSay βAhhββ He chuckled as he forced his two fingers into your mouth, βClean me up why donβt you?β he tutted, sliding his fingers against your tongue to the back of your throat.
You glided your tongue against his fingers, tasting yourself as you cleaned them off, your face, no, your body was so hot you didnβt think it could get any hotter.
Tenna pulled his fingers out of your mouth, a huge, deviant smile crossed his face as he rubbed his spit covered hand all over your face degradingly, smearing what makeup you had left on around.
βJust think the look should match how pathetic you are, yβknow?β he spat, almost instantly bringing you down from your high.
In the middle of your thoughts, you felt him roughly grip your legs and place them above his shoulders, the sound of him unbuckling his belt and rustling to pull down his pants growing louder and louder as your head spun from all the fast movements.
βT-Tenna, please, stop!!β You exclaimed at him, placing your hands on his chest as you try to keep him from doing what he was about to do. He moved in closer, lifting your legs even higher. You could feel him pressed against your entrance as he tightly grabbed both of your wrists, pinning them above your head.
βShut the fuck up.β He muttered as he slammed himself into you. He was always so big, you used to have him wait a few seconds before moving so you could adjust. Tears pricked your eyes once more as he began to ruthlessly slam himself in and out of you.
It hurt, you were hot, overwhelmed, afraid, and yet all you could do was lay there, cry out mindlessly, and take all of him as he held you down.
βSuch a dumb, dumb girl.β Tenna leaned into you even deeper, mumbling into your ear sporadically
βYou think youβre so smart huh? think that youβre gonna be some kind of big shot with your new job? think that you can just leave me?β He slammed into you harder and harder with each word, his grip grew tighter and tighter with each thrust.
βThis is for the best, this will be good for you, good for us.β he babbled as he fucked you ruthlessly, his grip was so tight you felt like he might break your wrists.
βI might just fuck a baby, would you like that? hm? how does that sound?β
βP-Please Tennaβ¦no!β Was all you could breathlessly cry out
βHmm? What was that? I canβt hear you! You can put on a better performance than that, doll.β
You were a mess, sweaty, hot, covered in spit, covered in tears, yet you looked so beautiful to him like this.
βNo..pleaseβ¦please no..β Was all you could repeat over and over again as you felt him press your face into the mattress, your tears and saliva staining the sheets under your face as his thrusts grew more and more sporadic
βOnly I know whatβs good for you baby. Donβt worry, weβll keep doing this over and over again until you like it.β He said under his breath.
You lied there motionless, sobbing into the plush bed under you as you felt his hot, sticky cum filling you so deeply, you swore you could feel it in your womb.
βSuch a dumb, beautiful girl.β He mumbled as he kissed your forehead gently
hey!! first of all i wanted to say your writing is just amazing. and second of all i can't see it in your rules list so i was just wondering if you feel comfortable writing something that has to do with piss
Hi!! thank you so much!! I really appreciate it <3
Yes, I am comfortable writing piss requests LOL >_< feel free to send it in!
I believe that I read your William Afton x Reader fic earlier on AO3, and I was wondering if I could request NSFW headcannons for William Afton with his s/o? Thank you!
William Afton x S/O headcanons!
(NSFW)
β’Letβs be so frβ¦he wouldnβt be the nicest s/o
β’BIGGGG on degradation! He loves to verbally berate his s/o in and out of the bedroom <3
- his favorite pet names are βdirty whoreβ and βdumb slutβ
β’Loves to write mean things on his partnerβs body, especially when theyβre all tied up and helpless
- On that note, he loves to tie up/handcuff his partner! Nothing turns him on more than his s/o being all spread out and unable to stop him from doing what he pleases.
β’Will absolutely take pictures and videos of you in the most embarrassing positions possible. Wether itβs while youβre giving him head, while youβre tied up and spread out with the words βDirty bitchβ written in between your legs, or even while he fucks you from behind with a fist-full of your hair
- and he WILL use it for blackmail if you try to leave him
β’Being the one in charge in the relationship, he will absolutely put his s/o in his place if he has to <3 the severity of the punishment depends on the crime! bad mouthing him? a good couple of hard slaps will do it! being too needy? now youβre edging yourself on his shoe until he says so!
β’He is extremeeeeeely possessive T_T he loves to leave hickeys all over your body in the most visible places! He also likes to cut his initials into your thigh, re-carving them whenever they heal and start to fade.
- not necessarily nsfw, but if he catches you talking to other people in a friendly manner, he will lock you inside the house for weeks until he βtrustsβ you againβ
β’His favorite positions are the ones where you canβt fight back! He loves the mating press because he can fuck you and breed you with no hassle!
I hope you enjoyed this!! Iβm sorry for the super late reply π
