Listen. Stone top Stratt who wasn't lucky enough to meet a person matching her freak and also never had much time for dating. Then Ryland Grace, a perfect sub of the whole human species, happens. Stratt always carries a bottle of water to push into his hands and never lets him use a bathroom until SHE decides it's time. Grace cries a little and covers his face while he's fingered in a recreation room after a long meeting. Stratt makes him take his pants completely off while staying fully clothed herself, her fingers crooked and massaging Grace's G spot (he's trans) while her other hand is playing with his little cock. Grace is just bursting to pee but also on the brink of passing out from how good it feels. And he says "whoopsie-daisy" when he finally squirts, and Stratt holds him upright while he drenches the floor.
Stratt gets off to control. She loves being the dominant one, the one who takes reigns of every aspect of someone's life.
It destresses her, for a while she doesn't have to worry about Petrova, the devouring of the sun, some complaining offical- her only actions are revolving around one man..Grace.
And by god does it make Grace WILD in the best way possible. Stratt knew the exact moment he started following after her when they first met that he was obedient and she wanted to test that, she wanted to be his final say😌
Two coffees for her and a constantly topped off bottle of water for Grace. She loves watching his expression crumble when she tells him that he cannot go to the washroom, he's a good boy and good boys don't use disgusting public washrooms- he can hold it until they get back to her office or room~
Oooh and after a meeting, especially when the cocky scientist or nation leader was being snide,,oh Stratt needs some stress relief. And that takes the form of finger fucking Grace until he's sobbing from overstimulation as she teases his cock while three fingers deep in his cunt👀
Grace's hips are twitching, so desperately wanting to shove himself down on her fingers feel them knuckle deep while she's sliding her thumb and forefinger back and forth over his cock.
He whines when Stratt pauses, she always does when she can feel him getting close to the brink. She wants him utterly broken down, she doesn't want him able to answer her questions, she wants him only able to whine and buck against her touch.
That comes fairly quickly because of how desperate he is to pee (nearly 3 refills of that water bottle over the course of a 4 hour meeting does that to a man~) Stratt's fingers being the only thing that keeping him from pissing himself.
Ofc Stratt knows that, she can feel the small dribbles that are escaping and rolling down her hand.
She loves it when Grace clenches around nothing as she removes her fingers, watching him frantically cry as she ups the pace of her fingers over her cock.
"E-eva ngh, I'm m'gonna-" he gasp out, voice watery and a rasp from not being used.
Stratt just looks at him, slowing her pace.
"Use your words or I'm keeping you like this until tomorrow."
The slowed pack is agonizing for Grace, he's greedy, he wants her touch but he wants more. He shudders, head tilting back for a brief moment- that's yanked back when Stratt grabs his jaw with her slicked fingers.
"Look at me, look at me while I give you exactly what you need."
Not what he wants but what he needs. Because Stratt knows his needs, not Grace.
Grave sharply inhales as her pace picks back up, faster and harder until the heated coiling in his gut snaps. A moan rips through his chest as his body tenses and sprays the clear fluid out, hitting the floor and the expensive fabric of Stratt's trousers.
But, she doesn't let up, she rubs him through the whole orgasm, not stopping until every drop is out.
Grace is drooling, his head completely empty from just how hard he came. He would have fallen had Stratt not been holding him upright. He glances down through his lashes and see the dripping mess.
"Wh-whoopsie daisy," he says, voice raw and quiet.
And Stratt just wants to do it all over again the moment she hears that ridiculous phrase.