Coyle x absolute menace reader
Reagent always jumps Coyle, sub!Coyle
Warning: becomes smut at the end
You love throwing bricks at him, those must hurt the most. He loudly grunts but by the time he looks up you are gone.
You use the darkness to your advantage. Following him, whispering to him, and when he spins around he gets a face full of brick. The darkness is bad enough, even worse with sunglasses, at this rate he might aswell never find you.
You jump at him from hiding spots. Kicking the locker door open right in his face. Popping up from a barrel and screaming at him, he stumbles back and you jump out and run, laughing.
You also get creative. You found or break things so you can have more than a little brick and bottles.
"Sweet dreams!" You say before you bash him over the head with a pipe you found.
Where did you even find that? Are you wrecking up the furniture? Stealing? It's hard to think when someone just happen to almost make him black out.
He hates you. Hates the thought that he's excited to see you again even more. What might you do next? He tugs on his pants. He tells himself it's cuz next time he'll be the one to get you. But it's hard when you are so good at sneaking, hiding and even able to fight him. Which gets us to the interesting part...
You're able to catch him off guard, snatch his baton from his hands and kick him to the ground. You step on his neck as he claws at your leg. He was afraid of the day when his victims would come get him back. He expected worse, because unfortunately for you, he enjoyed as you put his baton to his lower stomach and zapped him.
He was drooling from the mouth, breathing a bit faster. "...lower...please.." he managed to choke out.
Of course, you almost forgot, this isn't painful for him. Should you give him what he wants? It would leave him with a pathetic memory of himself. Letting a mere reagent take their anger out, meanwhile he's drooling and moaning on the ground. Yes, that idea makes you happy.
You did as he pleased, and push the baton to his clothed hard cock. He gave out a 'hnng' sound as he felt it.
You kept on zapping him, sometimes pushing your boots harder on his neck. You felt him stroke your legs, most likely admiring the view. You focused your attention back to his crotch, before you got tired of hearing him babble.
"Ahh..ha-ahh...so good,, fuck, don't stop!" He tried buckling his hips up, but suddenly you sit down on his chest. You grabbed his tie and teasingly pulled on it, just as he tried to get up, to possibly get a kiss, he felt another zap go through his pants and he threw his head right back.
You put your thumb in his mouth, putting pressure on his tongue, he let his mouth open wide for you. What a slut you thought
What gets him to cum is a final zap to his abused cock as you caress the scarred side of his face.
You pet his head and mockingly tell him he's a good boy. He hates how his cock throbbed at that.
Given the chance, you went back to finish your objectives. It takes him some moment to get up. There's no way he could chase you now, not with his legs shaking, his pants a mess, he himself panting.
You just messed with the law. You won't get away with this. He wants to fight for dominance. And he wants to win.
Next time meeting him will surely make him flustered. Of course you'd remind him of what happened. He looks mad but he's red as a tomato.
You let him catch you, just so you can taunt him even more.
You sink your claws in the hand his holding his baton in, stopping him from hitting you. The other hand squeezes his arm. "Damn, you're really strong" you say, as your legs slowly drag along his, your knee pressing against his groin. He parts his mouth, clearly not having so much attention to his body like this for a while. You make sure to close it for him. You grab his shoulders to pull him down, and with all force, you hit his chin with your knee. Then kick his face, making him fall to the ground.
The little fights with him gives you so much adrenaline. You start jumping around before running out of there. He thinks its hilarious. His chin still hurt tho...
It takes him a while to even accept the fact that he loves to get into fights with you. You're such a criminal, but you're his criminal ya know?
He seductively whispers into your ears whenever you let him catch you. "You're such a little freak you know that? Making an officer all hot and bothered. You want to be punished so bad? You little criminal." He enjoys the vibration of your giggles against him.
He likes it when you pull on his tie, step on him, fight with all yer might. He never knew being dominated could feel so relieving. Don't get me wrong, you get his pulse up, yelling and swinging at you.
But you're nothing like the others. It seems as if he's more than your little stress toy. He noticed how violent you are with others aswell, it makes him laugh to see you hit and get mad at ex-pops. But it's nothing like the way you are with him. No giggles, no taunting, just pure anger and then you pay no mind to them. Besides you seek him out, keep your attention to him. That feels so special.
He eagerly awaits your arrival, hoping you'll hit him again with a side of a kiss as a bonus ♡
