pissing to mark territory. pissing on things (or people) to establish ownership. pissing on the floor when they have separation anxiety. pissing when they get too excited. pissing to show submission.
His wife’s been dead for 2 years but Ray won’t accept that he’ll still make love to her passionately almost every night hoping she can feel it desperately trying to heat her cold body with his own
drug dealer ray toro x reader
guys this one is so cute! LOL to me, anyway
TW: drug taking, sex having- discussions of stalking, slight bullying on an un-named character. ray and you are like in love and shit.
wc:1500 (i was trying to rite under 300 someone tell me to shut up, in a hot way)
His car pulls up. No text, just a patient- semi ominous black car outside your front door. You know its ray, of course you do- but the fact he doesn’t announce himself anymore makes you wonder. You bound down the stairs and he pops the door open. The car speeds off after he pats the side of your face in greeting.
You ask him about it, 10 minutes in. Your hand on the stretched denim of his inner thigh, you keep your voice sweet- and giggle through it. You stalkin’ me ray? He doesn’t say anything for a minute, but then laughs low and long as he pulls in to drop for some kid on the local college campus. He reaches over the drivers seat, and his arms are fucking massive, his shoulders too. He really does take up half od the car.
He shakes his hair out, and pockets a 10gram so quick- you kinda get why he’s so good at his job. Before he exists the car, he laughs again, and whispers in mock threat “if I was stalking you baby, you wouldn’t know-“. The car is left silent, and hollow as he kicks out of it. You look at the form of his disappear into the campus. He would’ve been a good student, but you never would’ve found him. You’re at that point in life, minor beginnings in the form of birthdays in your twenties. You and him need something to hold onto- you’ve needed that since you were small anyhow. Thank god ray is the same
You watch him walk back to the car, like a member of anthym from the mid 70’s. Pockets full of weed and a walk to match. He is confusingly timeless. And it works in his favour. His smile grows when he sees you staring, slack jawed from the car. He tumbles in, kissing you wet on the cheek “cmon you lil’ tweaker,”
the nickname is false. But it makes him laugh. If you are an addict, it’s not the kind you need rehab for. But if a class A drug smelled like his scalp, or the crook of his neck. If a class A could touch you like he could, you’d be in a facility by Monday.
He drives off, in the same direction you guys go in to smoke a joint and make out for hours on end. He explains how he’s made enough off of one sale cause college kids are fucking easy, and you laugh as he describes his dorm room. “It was- like a padded fucking cell, except instead of religious psychosis he’s-he was like fucking obsessed with anime waifus’s-and like-snake lady uhh? What are they called? Anyway, like 30 fucking statues of snake lady pussy- and he bought a 10 gram for 95 fucking dollars? Is he- I mean glasses that thick should make you smarter right?”
Through your laughter you kick at his leg, scolding him for his insulting comment. Even if it is a little funny. You park up the same place you did a few weeks ago, and he rolls his seat back- so he’s half flat out in the car. “C’mon bunny, get to hopping” you did kick back at that, you slap a hand over his peck and watch him whine out an apathetic oof. But you still do it, you climb slow into his lap, and lie down on top of him, engulfing your body with his as he presses down on your lower back, so when you arch your back, not only does he get a pretty view- but a great tray to roll a joint on.
You talk about your day this time, he asks about your friend Lauren, and you talk about you dad. You discuss school- even though you kind of dislike it sometimes. But he likes your writing- and he kisses the side of your head every time you tell him you did something good, or the grade you got was above average. He bucks his hips into you, shocking your system mid conversation- but he’s just trying to get you to pay attention. Wh-what? “Stick your tongue out-“ what-the fuck is wrong with you- “do it, cmon” uhm
So you do, and he lines up the sweeter glued side of the paper, and slips it across your tongue, rolling it over and make a joint that’s half you, and half him. you almost call it your first born-but ray beats you to speaking by kissing your exposed tongue with a peck, and then licking a small dot on your nose. “You know- its pretty fuckin funny-”
You shift your head to listen, semi-feline. And he holds the joint in his lip as he reaches for your jeans and cocks an eyebrow. You nods yes, and he laughs unto himself. He starts unbuckling your jeans. The size of his hands eclipse your hips as he speaks -“you’re asking me, if Im stalking you- as if I haven’t thought from day one, about having you all to myself-“
He makes a motion with his head, leg up, so you do it, listening and watching to joint bob in his mouth as he manhandles you as sweetly as possible. “Like its not stalking, is it? ownin’ a fuckin car-“
He shifts your jeans off of you, and nods toward his zipper, so you do the right thing, the kind thing and unzip him-as he keeps going “I used-put it in, theres-there it is- drive past, yknow?”
He is still fucking big, it stretches you out whole as he holds a hand firm on you hip to hold you down, to stop you moving. He fumbles around for a lighter, slapping his pocket with one hand to find the shitty clipper and sparks up- “look up in that pink-pink window and try and hear you-“
The smoke is thick, it fills the air with that achey smell as you get lightheaded from both the feeling of his cock and the second hand inhalation. You feel him throb inside you as he keeps going. “I used to, used to try and figure out- oh fuck, when you were- gonna text, so id be right-right there, waiting for you-“
He runs a hand through your hair as you try and fight the urge to move, to ride him to the point where you legs ache and the car fogs up- you want to hit him. Stop him being so sweet and charming, so in charge of the whole moment. But you let yourself drift and half-submit as he begins rolling his hips up into you and you’re passed the joint. Once you hold it to your mouth, he moves his hips in earnest, and you moan into your first inhale as he keeps speaking.
“Fuck- wanted you soo bad, back then-still-still fuckin’ do, but you know I did it-i do it now, cause yeah-fuckyesyesyes, you know what? You’re-you’re mine now, and im not letting that get away from me, kay bunny? Ive got the best fucking cockwarmer in town, and by fucking god- if I see you even look at another guy- id do, id do something-“
He’s going for it now, holding your hips with both hands as he slams his cock into you, and you’re in the sweetest/stickiest headspace imaginable- moaning high and sweet, repeating his name like it means something more than what a name could. You focus on looking over him, watching the sweat drip from his forehead as he fucks you, punctuating each delightful and disgusting thing he says.
You pass the joint back, and show him your affections. Rolling your hips back so he hits that spot inside you- to the point of using him like a toy. And his voice is rough and calm as he grabs the back of your neck- pulling you close, he kisses wet over your mouth, dipping his tongue to explore as he moans, heavy and honest- to the point it sounds like a threat: “you’re not going any-any where, without me fuckin’ knowing”
You cum so hard you pass out for at least 2 minutes. I mean, it could’ve been the weed, but the fact you make a mess of his dark wash jeans says a lot. When you wake up, the car radio is rumbling on, I saw the light by Todd rundgren playing- as ray is content below you. You kiss his cheek and roll your hips in return and giggle to yourself as you whisper, childish and almost carefree I used to buy shit just to see you, you know?
ray making you get him off during a bathroom stop while on tour, making you get down on your knees on the nasty public bathroom floor to clean his cock up after he pisses ughhghh
That's amazing give me 14 more size kink ray right now
I want him to get me pregnant
Ok thanks bai
sizekink!ray x fem!reader
omg anon you were QUICK ! i hit publish and this ask hits my inbox. if im being honest as soon as i saw the notification i started kicking my feet in glee bc this is the perfect excuse to do some more ray content🤤🤤enjoy exactly 14(or so) more ray headcanons. so so sorry this took so long work and patrick brain rot has been killing me. hope this was worth it
ALSO !! thank you for all the new followers i cannot believe anyone likes this blog wowowow. i love u all keep sending in amazing asks.
millionaires: in my bed
obviously size kink, his hands are big, so is that dick, he’s hung asf, soft!dom ray, a bit of dacro if you squint,choking,he’s strong af, excessive use of the word baby
ray who knows it hurts. and he feels so awful when he’s wrapping his hands around your ankles and forcing your legs to stay apart. “i’m sorry y/n..just feels better like this”. the guilt isn’t enough to have him slow down though. fuck you’re squeezing him so tight.
ray who’s favorite position is doggystyle. he’s a simple man at heart. watching your ass jiggle as you throw your hips towards him was all he ever needed to be happy.
ray who uses one giant hand to spread your ass, his other hand firmly placed on your back. “your arch is amazing” he can’t stop staring at the puckered hole ,flexing as he pounds into you at an animalistic pace
ray who is putting you in a headlock as he continues thrusting. his bicep is the size of your head, hard as a rock against your neck. you attempt to free yourself but it’s as if he’s made of steel. you don’t even move an inch under his grasp. “you aren’t going anywhere baby”. he coos into your ear.
ray who finds any excuse to spank you. he’ll bend you over his knee and smack you as hard as he can. a large red handprint is visible immediately, just the way he likes.
ray who loves to cock warm with you. the stretch of your pussy around his length is so soothing. you’ll sit on his cock for hours on end begging and pleading for any amount of friction. anything to numb the ache between your legs. but ray is stern in telling you no. “you need to learn the value of patience”he’ll say mockingly “it’s the greatest virtue after all”
ray who forces you to ride his fingers when he’s too lazy to fuck you. after a long day of band practice he prefers to relax on his bed , propping himself up with a pillow or two. he smiles as you fall apart on his two fingers, moving your hips forwards and back slowly. “you’re about to cum already sweetheart”? he chuckles, adding a third digit. “go ahead. make a mess on my fingers”.
ray who doesn’t know how strong he is. he wraps his calloused fingers around your neck,squeezing so lightly. he’s afraid he might break you. suddenly you desperately tap on his arm, indicating you needed a break. he removed his hands watching you gasp for air. “i had no idea i was choking you so hard.. fuck i’m so sorry”.
ray who likes to watch you choke on his cock. “breath through your mouth baby. come on you got this, i know you can do it”. he encourages pushing himself deeper into your throat. tears are steaming down your face mixing with the drool looking at either corner of your mouth. this was such a beautiful sight. you begin to gag but he doesn’t stop. the sound of gagging only made him want to bottom out in your throat.
ray who bunches up your panties and takes a deep whiff as he strokes his cock lazily. “i didn’t say stop. keep goin’ baby”. he watched as you continued to strip
ray who lets you put a fruit rollup on it. because why not? he can’t stop grinning as you chew your way through the candy. “make sure to clean me off baby, i don’t want my dick to be sticky”.
ray who starts buying shirts a size too small because he knows it drives you insane. the way the fabric clung to his big strong arms and accentuated his pecs was a masterpiece. a modern day mona lisa of sorts.
ray who has a huge load every time. it doesn’t matter if it’s the first time in a while or the third round that night the amount of semen this man produces is insane. and it’s so sweet. he makes a point of eating a lot of fruit and taking cranberry pills daily. “the least i can do is make it taste good for you sweet girl. you know much i love cumming down your throat”.
ray who has a major breeding kink too. he’ll force your body into a mating press ever so slowly pulling out. he keeps his eyes focused on your cunt using his index finger to push the cum back inside you.
ray who gets so turned by finishing inside he wants to go again. and another time after that. he loved watching his semen spill out of you. it was his way of marking you as his forever.
Yall know how Ray got a degree in film studies? I’ll come back to this and make the wording sexier.
Heha
Dating Ray (or at least fuck buddies) and he has an infatuation with homemade porn vids. You both could use the extra money so he suggests it.
He, of course, puts his degree to use. Trying out concepts and angles and lighting his professors taught him. He eventually gets into a bunch of different sub genres.
One of them, has to do with wanting the vibe to be a bit more….niche (in the praying sense).
He mimics the light and atmosphere to look like a monastery. Delicate details and soft white bed sheets adorning your “set”. He has you play the part too, dresses you both up in your respective worshipping attire and doing your makeup and hair perfectly. Brings a couple of props too.
As he’s pushing his fat dick inside you, he’s telling you to keep your eyes on the camera. He loves the way the small wooden rosary in between your fingers looks on the camera. And how your lovely colored lips look as well. They’re so nice and glossy and puffy from sucking his dick and biting down on them in hopes of muffling your squeaks.
Tells you to thank him (via the camera) before allowing you to cum.
Anyways
Years later, he’s kinda lost contact with you. You still text and call from time to time. And get invited to hang out for a bit if they’re playing nearby but nothing too serious.
That is, until after a night of drinking, Gerard confesses to him that he used to watch these very weird kinda fucked up porn videos and described them. Nothing really clicked until he started describing you and your nun video.
He has Gerard pull it up and surprise surprise it’s his video. He’s a bit shy as Gerard tells him he liked the guy too and starts getting hard. Finally confesses it’s you and him and before he knows it he’s calling you for a visit. Em
He tells Gerard that you still upload videos on some website catered to emo/goth ppl. He knows this because you told him and he helped you with a video. He may have up to that point used that website whenever he is able to get a couple of minutes alone
Eventually texts you and asks if you’re down for a threesome.
as a chubby girl i need ray with a chubby gf who gets anxious and hides her body from him with a shy “you don’t wanna see that”, or she refuses to sit in his lap because she’s “too heavy”.. he immediately has to remind her that she’s in fact not heavy, and he does wanna see that.. he makes her sit on his face and he’s pulling her flush down on him when she tries to just hover over him. he fucks her in front of a mirror, grabbing her soft tummy and groaning at how fucking sexy and plump she is... hi, it’s me, i am she.
Co-Writer D Here! This is just Ray treating Reader like a pup again, but it's current Ray. I have been wanting to write for current ray and now I finally have an idea for him. (also side note but the photo i got for the dog is so cute i can't get over it)
Word Count: 1.9K
Tags: Puppy play, Grinding, Cuddle fuck, Sleepy Sex, No Penetration
After months away on tour, it was nice to have Ray back. As much as he had fun performing and visiting all over the world, the break between the first and second leg of the tour was much needed.
Besides, now he could spend these few months with you, his sweet little pup.
During this time, there were a lot of going-out days. He took you out to catch up on lost time, giving you his utmost attention and care. But other days, when neither of you could find the energy to get up (or when you started feeling like he was doing too much), it became a sleep-in day. Those days consisted of the two of you staying home, sleeping the hours away in each other's arms, and comfortably forgetting about anything else.
Today was the latter, as waking up around 11:23 AM, you realized that he was missing from bed. Still groggy from waking up, you sat up and stretched before trying to piece together where he could've gone. However, your question was quickly answered, though, as you heard the bathroom faucet turn on for a moment before turning off again as he stepped out of the bathroom, rubbing his eye to try adjusting to having his contacts in.
But once he spotted you, he lightened up immediately, "Puppy, did you sleep good?" He asked, a smile appearing on his face as he walked back over to the bed, sitting next to you as you let out an 'mhm' in response.
You weren't exactly ready to get up yet, as you reached for his arm so he could come down to lie with you again. At your tugging, he chuckled, giving you a knowing look as you knew you weren't going to convince him to come back in.
"Come on," He ordered, "get up." You let out a sigh of your own and did as told, still holding onto him as the two of you got out of bed, and he led you out of the bedroom.
He was going to head to the kitchen so he could work on a late breakfast/early lunch, but you still weren't ready to truly start the day, remaining in place and refusing to follow.
When he realized you hadn't come along with him, he looked back and saw you still standing by the door of the bedroom, leaning against the frame as you yawned and had your eyes still fluttering open.
"Not hungry, huh?" He quickly came back to you, opening his arms as you pushed yourself off the doorframe and leaned against him instead, his arms wrapping back around you, softly swaying you from side to side, and thought about what to do.
"How about..." He proposed, looking down at you and stopping his swaying to make sure you were paying attention. "We stay on the couch for a bit, and then we'll eat."
You thought it over for a moment and decided it wasn't a bad idea, but then again, you were just trying to find any way of staying cuddled up to him right now, so you agreed, letting out a pleased 'arf!' in response.
If you had a tail, he swore it would've been wagging, as he nodded to himself and brought a hand to pet your head. "Alright, puppy, couch it is."
He guided you over to the couch, quickly swiping the remote for the TV before he sat himself down, sprawling himself over the couch as he stretched for a second, his shirt rising and showing off his hairy tummy, before he sighed and motioned for you to join him. You happily did so, plopping yourself right on top of him, as you lay on his chest, your hips straddling him, keeping you both tangled up so neither of you could get up without the other.
With one hand, he turned the TV on, finding something to watch to keep him awake, because with you like this, he was about ready to fall asleep again. With the other hand, he placed it on top of your head, softly rubbing and petting you, as you hummed at the sensation, letting out a low whine of satisfaction.
An amused huff left him as he looked down at you, your eyes closed with a small smile plastered on your face, your arms wrapped around his neck, and your cheek squished into his chest. This is what he missed.
"Such a sweet pup," he muttered without thinking, the praise just leaving his mouth without a second thought. He set down the controller once he found something, using his now free hand to continue petting you, as he scratched softly at your favorite spot, making you tilt your head back and whine.
"Is that good?" You nodded, just soaking in the feeling of his warmth, as your body just seemed to melt into him. His hands worked wonders on you as you swore your brain would always go fuzzy from his attention. But that's just what he did to you. He always knew just what to do to get you into a puppy headspace; he was your owner after all.
Though sometimes he was a little too good at it, as you felt your breath get heavy, your mouth opening more as you panted like an actual dog, and your hips moving to try scooting closer to him and his hand. The friction of your crotch and his is making you let out a small yip.
This wasn't what you'd planned on doing when you agreed to lie on the couch; the sleepiness plus the promise of cuddles was what you agreed to, but the small sensation of grinding against him made you start to crave something else from him.
You slowly started to move your hips against him, trying not to make it obvious as he was currently focused on giving you scratches. Your hands moved to rest on his shoulders, making it easier to rock yourself against him as you kept whining, the heat in your body rising to your cheeks.
Every time you moved forward, you felt his dick grind against you, making you feel even warmer, and your leg started to kick from just how good it felt, as your whines started to shift to whimpers, as he finally seemed to notice a change once he heard them.
"You good pup?" He asked, still scratching at you, but less intensely as you tried wracking your brain back together for a moment to respond with a simple "uh-huh".
But he didn't seem all that convinced, as he gained a worried look in his face, letting his hands fall to your cheeks, cupping them to guide your eyes to his as he spoke again.
"Puppy, if you're uncomfortable, we can-"
A moan slipped past your lips as you felt your cheeks flush and your hips stop. The embarrassment made your body run cold as the pleasure you were feeling before seemed to vanish.
"Oh." He went quiet once he heard the whine, as he looked down at you, watching as you buried yourself deeper into him, and-
"Oh, gosh," he started to laugh, bringing his free hand to cover his mouth in an attempt to stop laughing, but it didn't work all that much, as you just became more humiliated. "You're adorable." He moved his hand to ruffle your hair before bringing his arms around your body and squeezing you.
You didn't know exactly what to do, as your cheek was squished up into his beard, the hair scratching against your skin, as his arms felt like they were trying to squeeze the life out of you. Or that was until he finally realized he was going to kill you and let go.
"Here," Easing up his grip, he moved a hand down to your ass, rubbing it softly as you glanced at him, and he looked back with a coy smile. "Let me help you." Rocking himself against you, you realized what he was trying to do, and started to move your hips again.
"There you go," He groaned, guiding your hips back and forth against him, as you moaned at the contact. "Much easier, huh?" You nodded your head, no longer needing to hide your need as you moaned into his chest, humping into him mindlessly. He knew that your tail would've been wagging like crazy by now.
He leaned his head back into the arm of the couch, giving you more room to hide yourself as he spoke up again, a softer, breathier chuckle leaving him this time. "God," he moaned, shaking his head before he groaned again, feeling the way you grinded against his tip.
"You wanted me that bad?" He asked, lightly teasing you as you nodded your head again, your heavy breaths hitting against his neck and making his skin crawl, as his grip on you got tighter. "You could've just asked."
"Though," He added, bucking himself into you as he felt you tense, making him more eager to do it again just to see you get all flustered. "Guess your poor puppy brain was too far gone to bother, hm?"
Slowly, he slid his hand off your ass and to his hips, as he carefully pushed his boxers down, the friction of your clothes against his dick making him groan again as he continued to talk. "Don't worry, pup."
Bringing his hand back to you, he adjusted your hips, placing you right over his cock as you continued to grind against him, his pre-cum seeping onto your clothes as the other hand went back to your head, returning to pet you. "I- I got you."
Humping into each other, you held onto him tight, the overwhelming feelings of heat and need making you want him more, wanting him to never leave or go, to stay with you forever, in this moment of bliss and comfort.
It didn't help when you looked up at him and saw the look of pleasure on his face, with his mouth hanging open, moaning and groaning for you as he was unable to contain just how good he felt. A small whine left you at the sight, as you cuddled into him closer, and he couldn't help but find you adorable.
"Does puppy need to cum?" He asked, as you immediately perked up and nodded your head, as he moved his hand up your ass, before slipping under your clothes and dipping down to your hole. A 'yip' escaped you as he circled his finger around your hole, and when you felt him push his finger in, your body tensed. Feeling the way he stretched you out and made you whine even more, your body pushing back into him greedily.
"Go on," He encouraged, fingers pumping into you just how you needed them to as you writhed against him, "cum for me." It was hard not to obey him, as you could only keep going for so long. The deeper they pushed in, the more it made you squirm, and push yourself deeper, until a moan escaped you and your body started to tremble. Unable to support yourself, you lay back on him, as he slowed his fingers down before taking them out, and brought his arms right back around you, holding you tight just like he had before.
He continued to grind himself against you as you relaxed, finishing soon after you as his cum got on your clothes, as he let out a small apology and promised to clean it up for you, but in that moment, you didn't care.
It was a small expense you had to pay to stay with him, and you'd do it over and over again if that's what you had to do.
godddd i am always thinking about ray……. something something ray toro creampie-ing me andddd send
hi sweetheart!!
you and me both, doll. what i wouldn't give to have a chance... something short and cute today
kisses xo
wc is 298, nsfw, p in v, creampie-ing, ray x afab!reader
"Pleasepleasepleaseplease, Ray I need it," You keep trying to grab at your boyfriend but he's so soaked in sweat that your hands keep sliding off. "Ray, Ray please!"
"I gotcha, I gotcha, baby," His curls hang limp around his face, sweat dragging them down. "Cum for me, cum for me then I'll do it,"
"You're mean!" Which is the first time you've ever said that to a man trying to make you cum. "Ray, Ray, baby, you gotta," When your hand slides off his back this time you don't try and grab at him again, instead you bring it between your legs and rub at your clit. "Fuckme… ye-eah, yeah, god, Ray, please," It's closing in on you, no chance of backing away from the edge. "Ray, I-I'm gon-na cum, oh god, oh!"
Right before the orgasm hits it's peak Ray above you shouts and you finally finally get what you've been asking for all night. You swear up and down you can feel the warmth of his cum as it fills you, making a home inside your pussy. The noise it makes is obscene, wet and squelching and so hot that if you hadn't just cum you could've probably done it just from that. Ray is pumping through his orgasm, pushing it in and squishing it out, till he finally stops moving and lays on you.
"Thank you, thank you, baby, thank you," You pet his hair like a cat. "Did so good, love you, baby, just did absolutely perfect,"
Ray presses a kiss into your hairline.
"You tired? Wanna go to bed?"
You feel him nod.
"Go to sleep, baby, you did such a good job, go to bed,"
You're following him close behind, sleep tugging at your eyelid, comfortably stuffed with Ray's cum and cock.
ray wants to piss in you, wants you to piss on his face while he eats you out, wants to drink your pee, etc. he's a fiend for it, he will overstimulate you for hours with the hopes of you pissing yourself. he likes to make you hold it for hours...
Currently thinking about Ray toro smut rambles and shit.
Ray toro who’s very good at eat pussy, his face would be drenched in his spit and your sweet cum. His lips would suck on your sensitive clit, flicking his tongue up and down quickly trying to get you to squirt on his face.
Ray toro who’s fingers a big enough to stretch your cunt put, moving quickly inside you while his head rests on your shoulders mumbling praises on how good you are for taking it. Your hips bucking up to his fingers and occasionally trying to move away.
Ray toro who’s fucking packing with his cock, a little above average and enough girth for you to feel. He’s goes slow at first not wanting to hurt you but can’t control himself once he’s inside. Pounding in and out of your cunt as his lips went towards your neck. Sucking and biting on it.
Ray toro who becomes more cocky and teases you, making you ride his cock knowing how sensitive you are for the many orgasms he made you have. Staring at your tits bouncing up and down infront of him, his hands gripping them a little before he pulled you closer to suck your nipples.
Ray toro who decides that you’ve suffered enough and pulls you down to his chest making you lay down. Wrapping his legs around your hips a little before thrusting up harshly in your pussy, making you moan and cry out loud from how good it is. Trying to escape his grasp but failed, soon getting filled up by his cum.
Ray toro who’s sweet as sugar afterwards, making sure you get the attention you need and care. Falls asleep closely towards you, your arms wrapped around him spooning him like he didn’t just wreck your cunt for so many rounds.
a/n: i did an unbelievable amount of research for this because i didnt want anything to be inaccurate or anything like that so pls enjoy also im sorry for how long it took for me to get this out (if the warnings are bad i apologize ive never written something like this before and clearly have no clue what im doing i just wanted to indulge in this fantasy i had)
summary: ray chases you through the forest. the only thought in both of your minds is him tackling you to the ground, binding your wrists together, and taking you right there on the ground in the dirt and dead leaves
warnings: dead dove?, dom!ray, sub fem!reader, no plot just smut, little dialogue, cnc, semi public, chasing you, tackling you, tape used as restraints, resistance, dirty (literally), rough, ray being gentle (if you squint), spitting, grabbing, slapping, light choking, p in v, unprotected sex, fingering, primal play, power imbalance? (idk im new to this), gagging (if you squint), edging, overstimulation (if you squint), no aftercare, i think thats it? (idk i want to be thorough tagging this bc of the themes)
word count: 1.2k
The sun's about to set and you're running as fast as you can through the woods, a doe running from a mountain lion that's twice her size. You look behind you only to see Ray's figure getting smaller as he gives you a headstart. Not like it'll do much to aid you anyway.
You look forward again and just keep running, fear and adrenaline coursing through your veins as your legs scream at you to stop and your lungs burn from how heavy you’re breathing. After what feels like an eternity you hear his footsteps and a wave of dread and arousal washes over you as you push yourself to go faster. You look over your shoulder again just to be greeted by his running form way closer than you expected and a look of terror falls over your face, the sight making his dick press painfully against his pants.
After what felt like an eternity of being chased and the sound of his loud footsteps ringing through your ears he finally catches you, tackling and pinning you down to the ground. You fight him, rolling and squirming in his arms as you try to wriggle out of his grasp only to get covered in dirt and end up with dead leaves in your hair.
Once you finally run out of energy to keep fighting, he flips you onto you r stomach, bringing your arms behind your back and taping your wrists together, ripping the piece off with his teeth before shoving the roll in your mouth as a way to gag you. He then forces your hips into the air, his grip painful, now leaving you face down in the dirt with your ass in the air. You hear the sound of his belt being undone followed by the zipper of his jeans and next thing you know your jeans are pulled down to your mid thigh, Ray not even bothering to undo them.
Without warning he slams into you, not giving you time to adjust before continuing with an unforgiving pace. each slam of his hips against your drawing out a whimper from behind the roll of tape that you bite down on. The only sound that can be heard in this forest is the sound of his low grunts, your soft whimpers, and his skin making contact with yours.
He reaches around and wraps his hand around your throat, not enough to choke but enough to let you know your place. He lifts you up so your back is against his chest as he keeps slamming into you, the new angle making you see stars with each thrust. You whine and lean your head back against his shoulder, getting too lost in the pleasure and almost forgetting the scene before he gently squeezes your throat, pulling you back from your thoughts, forcing you to focus on the thrill, making the pleasure intensify tenfold.
The light headed feeling you get from him squeezing your throat pushes you over the edge causing you to cum around his cock, your walls fluttering as tears stream down your face and choked back moans leave your throat. The feeling of your walls fluttering around his cock causes Ray to let out an almost pornographic sounding moan as he continues to pound into you, for sure hitting your cervix with each thrust and not caring about overstimulating you.
As Ray keeps up with his merciless pace, you start to feel another orgasm build up and he can tell by the sounds you make and the way your legs start to shake. So he pulls out. Leaving your desperate pussy clenching around nothing, and flipping you over onto your back. You let out a soft grunt when you land on your back, shoulders cramping slightly and Ray notices almost immediately so he subtly makes sure to adjust you so you’re more comfortable without breaking the fantasy.
Once you’re more comfortable, he takes the roll of tape out of your mouth, tossing it to the side, before opening your mouth and spitting in it, just to close it again and force you to swallow it.
Ray brings his hand down and slaps your clit, causing your hips to jerk, before fucking you with his fingers, growling at how wet you are. “Fuckin’ slut-” He growls as he leans forward and spits on your face, making you squeeze his fingers. “So fuckin’ wet f’me huh? Fuckin’ wet for this dick.” He spits before curling his fingers causing you to arch your back and gasp as you feel the orgasm build again just for him to take his fingers out and press your legs into your chest, putting you into a mating press, before slamming his cock deep into you.
Once he starts moving again he clamps his hand over your mouth to make sure you stay quiet as you feel that familiar heat build up in your stomach again as you let out a quiet sob behind his hand as tears stream down your temples into your already damp, dirt ridden hair.
The second he sees your face contort from the now building orgasm he lifts his hand from your mouth and slaps you in the face, causing your cunt to clench around his cock as he keeps pounding into you. Grabbing your face, he looks down at your pussy and moans at the sight of his cock disappearing and reappearing from your hole and before you know it, you feel another orgasm crash into you again, more intense than the first one, making your mind go completely blank.
Despite your intense orgasm, Ray keeps going, not caring how painfully overstimulated you are. Ray looks up from your pussy and makes eye contact with you, moaning as he feels you squeeze his cock almost milking it dry before he slows down, making sure he doesn’t cum yet so he can keep up with the overstimulation.
He looks back down at your pussy just to see how red and puffy your clit is. It’s basically begging to be rubbed. So he takes his free hand and rubs your clit while still going at the new agonizingly slow pace making sure to keep you on edge without pushing you over and giving you the satisfaction of a third orgasm.
He pulls out leaving you feeling empty again before moving his hand away and slapping your clit with his cock, making your hips jerk again before sliding the tip between your folds and staring you down, watching your eyes glisten and you twitch every time his tip catches your clit.
He slides back in and starts moving again, slow at first before quickly speeding up, now chasing his own orgasm. When he feels your walls clench around him he slaps you and spits on your face before pulling out and stroking his cock a few times before he cums all over you, moaning with each rope that spews onto your cunt, leaving you there lying on the ground covered in dirt, dead leaves, and cum as you're left aching for that third orgasm you never got.
Once Ray stands back up and fixes his pants he fastens his belt around his waist again and brushes the dirt off his pants before leaning down and turning you onto your side, unwrapping the duct tape from around your wrists before helping you stand up and tugging your jeans back up around your waist, not even bothering to check in with you before picking everything back up and grabbing your hand, walking you back to the car to go back home.
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