what if Flins x a dom!reader who's usually extremely shy and soft... absolutely does not seem to be the type to be a dom but they're more of a softer dom <3 but they're not afraid to tease him. :)
if you give Flins female anatomy that would be gucci but I'm fine with anything hehe
cw: sub! kyryll chudomirivich flins x soft dom! gn! afab! reader, kind of indulges into bdsm (concerns tying flins up), reader is a slight tease & a sweet talker, implied that reader is a shy sweetheart outside of the bedroom life!
he was surprised, he was simply laid down on your shared bed, flipping through his book. well, that was earlier—he was held up by the chains of the lamp he always held around, blinded using a piece of long cloth. hung up by the bedpost, his breath was caught, hitched, and filled with hesitation to let out any moans.
he felt so so so... vulnerable. god he couldn't help but fucking whine at your cold fingertips touching his cock, bound helpless by the metal that turned to makeshift bondage that tied him up.
i mean, it was basically his first time in a long time... if he were to have done anything inherently sexual; it would be with him being dominant,
what have you done to him...
he never had a taste of submission, maybe it would be his awakening... because he definitely liked it a lot more when he felt you caring about him—it was in your nature anyways.
your voice erupted from the sheer nothingness, yet it was fucking filled with kindness, and the same lovingness you give him regularly—"yes, ky?"
fuck, could you feel him throb in your hands? because it was definitely obvious as hell, but he could definitely feel your fingers rub his mushroom tip, mixing the precum on the pad of your fingertip—it almost stung the way it had gotten him so unbelievably harder than before.
"god, keep rubbing i—it like th—ahhh, fuck..." his voice uncharacteristically high-pitched during his saying of the sentence. "you want it, ky?"
"—mmmfuuuck yes, please, angel... wan' it s'bad..." he cried out, the chain starting to tinge in pain; he felt like this is where he wanted to be. his thighs quivered, his climax seeming to wash over him earlier than usual.
pressure quickly building up in his abdomen, he felt his mouth almost drool from being so agape with his own deep-voiced whimpers. your hand felt like bliss, the moment you started to move up and down his skin, he wanted you so fucking bad.
you slowly push the cloth from his eyes, your head was right beside his, laid on a pillow when your palm worked on his erection even moreso than before, his eyebrows knit at the fasten of pace—
"h-holy shiiiit, name—fuuck... don't slow down, please..." he plead with as much as he could, he felt like coming all over your hand now, would you stop looking at him with those eyes?
but when you suddenly stopped, he glanced up at you with tears: "wh... baby please!" - well, that's when he realized where you were leading him to...
your folds slowly start to rubbing against his tip, your hands were placed on his chest as you leaned forward. moving your hips up and down at a very, very steady pace. "mmmh, y—you like this, sweetheart?"
god he couldn't handle this, couldn't handle your teasing attitude, couldn't handle the way your folds were giving friction to his cock, felt leagues better than the warmth of your hand.
"f—uuuck yes, baby, i... fuck.. think i'm gonna.."
"nnh, come for me, flins... please.." the whisper into his ear drove him wild as hell, seed spurting out his tip, leaning your head onto the small space beside his neck, your arms slowly surrounding his neck.
"hah, thanks, angel... shit.." "no problem."
"name, do you mind undoing the chains? sweetheart, where are you going?"
i could totally make another vers w/ afab! flins; i was planning to make one anyways! (soon...)
