☆| Summary: You've known him for soo long, he has been there your whole life. Your mother trusted him soo much with you. He was the one that always had your back, cared for you and maked sure you had everything you needed, soo why are you seeing him like that?
☆| Warnings: SMUT MDNI, age gap implied(reader is an adult), reader has a fixation on Khabib, choking, spitting, our eagle is a hard dom, power imbalance, reader's mother is in a weird relationship with Khabib but that won't be really mentioned, reader has a bad relationship with her mother, Khabib uses his power against reader, reader is a bimbo, hair pulling, jealousy, possessiveness, toxicity...lemme know if I forgot something.
•PLEASE BE AWARE that my work can be too much for some people so please be mindful when reading. May contain triggering/immoral things that has nothing to do with the real person I'm writing about. Enjoy
Can't you be more stupid than you already are?
I guess not, or you wouldn't be in Khabib's kitchen, bend over the table and-..Oh wait
You ARE in his kitchen.
He isn't like that..no..It's your fault, really. Why would you think going out for that coffee is a good idea? Khabib was there for you, always, and that's how you repay him? By going out with some guy that could bearly make you come.
And Khabib knows that. He knows how much you love when his fingers curl inside you just right, while you cry pathetically and whine about how you love him..Who does that?
And don't get me wrong, he likes it, but you really think he feels the same? Just because he touches your ass briefly when passing by or when he fucks your brains out on the couch just before your useless mother came home, does that give you a right to think that he loves you? Or maybe the fact that he kept your life running. Helping your mother, always bringing something for you too, and also, you've never felt the lack of money. Only because of him.
And Khabib wants to make sure you know that. He spoiled you soo many times. So when he is soo fucking deep inside you, mumbling something about how much of a slut you are while he spits in your mouth...You make sure to take it all like a good girl.
You want Khabib in your life, more than anything. But sometimes, when he is with your mother, you feel sooo...filthy.
Your mother seems to like him..oh and who wouldn't? Khabib was there when everything felt like it's going to collapse..Khabib was the one who payed for groceries. He was the one that found your mother a job, so why wouldn't her eyes sparkle when she sees him?
Maybe because of you.
Because everytime he does something like that, you change. You scream and cry that Khabib could never be your father, and that your mother should stop trying to make Khabib stay at night..
Because when he does, you would enter the guest room and suck his cock like your life depends on it. He would look down at you and grip your hair soo tight that you want to cry..but it feels good to you..That's what you get and you wouldn't want more. The feeling of his length stretching your whole mouth makes you forget everything, so your mind is at ease..
But you don't tell that part to your mother.
And also, you don't tell your mother that everytime he is nice to her..Khabib eats you out like a starved man. Oh and how much he loves that..your legs would tremble by the time his done with your poor pussy.
He would lay in your bed and put you on top of him while he makes sure his cock is deep inside your pussy and your lungs had no more air.
"Don't sleep on me, devuşka.."
He would whisper in your ear while he purposely makes his grip tighter.. mockingly.
You love it, don't you? You feel the most alive in those moments.
And you cry a lot in those moments too..Maybe because you want him soo bad, you're ready to give him the last bit of oxygen in your lungs..or maybe because after he's done, he lefts and forgets about you for about a week or more.
But you're not scared anymore. You know he will be back and you comfort yourself with the thought that sometimes he kisses you soo tenderly after he makes you cry..and sometimes he sleeps next to you, which is a lot, coming from him.
And most people would call you stupid and obsessed and weird by now but.. you tried..
You told that to your friend once..
You really tried to let go of him. Screamed soo loud at your mother about not wanting Khabib around her, that he only uses her. You tried blocking him, ignoring him..But at what cost?
You already tattooed the place he always kisses..your wrist. "the eagle"
Your lockscreen is still the photo you took one time at night..His whole back showing and his arm over your waist... That parfume you kept on buying cuz he said that it smelled nice once..
Oh and let's not forget that one time you run to his house because you couldn't take it anymore..
But that's okay..you already seem to enjoy being pathetic. And maybe you will learn one day that..you are just an object of desire.
☆| Summary: You've known him for soo long, he has been there your whole life. Your mother trusted him soo much with you. He was the one that always had your back, cared for you and maked sure you had everything you needed, soo why are you seeing him like that?
☆| Warnings: SMUT MDNI, age gap implied(reader is an adult), reader has a fixation on Khabib, choking, spitting, our eagle is a hard dom, power imbalance, reader's mother is in a weird relationship with Khabib but that won't be really mentioned, reader has a bad relationship with her mother, Khabib uses his power against reader, reader is a bimbo, hair pulling, jealousy, possessiveness, toxicity...lemme know if I forgot something.
•PLEASE BE AWARE that my work can be too much for some people so please be mindful when reading. May contain triggering/immoral things that has nothing to do with the real person I'm writing about. Enjoy
Can't you be more stupid than you already are?
I guess not, or you wouldn't be in Khabib's kitchen, bend over the table and-..Oh wait
You ARE in his kitchen.
He isn't like that..no..It's your fault, really. Why would you think going out for that coffee is a good idea? Khabib was there for you, always, and that's how you repay him? By going out with some guy that could bearly make you come.
And Khabib knows that. He knows how much you love when his fingers curl inside you just right, while you cry pathetically and whine about how you love him..Who does that?
And don't get me wrong, he likes it, but you really think he feels the same? Just because he touches your ass briefly when passing by or when he fucks your brains out on the couch just before your useless mother came home, does that give you a right to think that he loves you? Or maybe the fact that he kept your life running. Helping your mother, always bringing something for you too, and also, you've never felt the lack of money. Only because of him.
And Khabib wants to make sure you know that. He spoiled you soo many times. So when he is soo fucking deep inside you, mumbling something about how much of a slut you are while he spits in your mouth...You make sure to take it all like a good girl.
You want Khabib in your life, more than anything. But sometimes, when he is with your mother, you feel sooo...filthy.
Your mother seems to like him..oh and who wouldn't? Khabib was there when everything felt like it's going to collapse..Khabib was the one who payed for groceries. He was the one that found your mother a job, so why wouldn't her eyes sparkle when she sees him?
Maybe because of you.
Because everytime he does something like that, you change. You scream and cry that Khabib could never be your father, and that your mother should stop trying to make Khabib stay at night..
Because when he does, you would enter the guest room and suck his cock like your life depends on it. He would look down at you and grip your hair soo tight that you want to cry..but it feels good to you..That's what you get and you wouldn't want more. The feeling of his length stretching your whole mouth makes you forget everything, so your mind is at ease..
But you don't tell that part to your mother.
And also, you don't tell your mother that everytime he is nice to her..Khabib eats you out like a starved man. Oh and how much he loves that..your legs would tremble by the time his done with your poor pussy.
He would lay in your bed and put you on top of him while he makes sure his cock is deep inside your pussy and your lungs had no more air.
"Don't sleep on me, devuşka.."
He would whisper in your ear while he purposely makes his grip tighter.. mockingly.
You love it, don't you? You feel the most alive in those moments.
And you cry a lot in those moments too..Maybe because you want him soo bad, you're ready to give him the last bit of oxygen in your lungs..or maybe because after he's done, he lefts and forgets about you for about a week or more.
But you're not scared anymore. You know he will be back and you comfort yourself with the thought that sometimes he kisses you soo tenderly after he makes you cry..and sometimes he sleeps next to you, which is a lot, coming from him.
And most people would call you stupid and obsessed and weird by now but.. you tried..
You told that to your friend once..
You really tried to let go of him. Screamed soo loud at your mother about not wanting Khabib around her, that he only uses her. You tried blocking him, ignoring him..But at what cost?
You already tattooed the place he always kisses..your wrist. "the eagle"
Your lockscreen is still the photo you took one time at night..His whole back showing and his arm over your waist... That parfume you kept on buying cuz he said that it smelled nice once..
Oh and let's not forget that one time you run to his house because you couldn't take it anymore..
But that's okay..you already seem to enjoy being pathetic. And maybe you will learn one day that..you are just an object of desire.
your dads best friend!islam post was so good, can we get a pt 2
Thank you dearrr! This is par 2 cuz I am a people pleaser and I enjoy you guys liking it. As always, don't be too hard on me :(. Feel free to request other things ^^ (BTW this is not edited)
Dadbestfriend!Islam who knows your schedule and comes to pick you up from that stupid local shop every time your shift is too long..And you know that somehow..you have to pay him.
Dadbestfriend!Islam who puts you in chokeholds as a joke..But you can feel the air leaving your lungs and the disgusting wetness between your legs when he's behind you.
The same Dadbestfriend!Islam that bought a really cute skirt for your birthday. Only that the real gift was under it, a really nice underwear that you may or may not took photos in. Lucky you that his wife is too innocent and naive to search his phone.
Dadbestfriend!Islam who let Chanco drive this time for the family trip..everyone was deep in the conversation while he was deep inside you..
Dadbestfriend!Islam who doesn't answer your messages..why would he? Who are you to him?
Dadbestfriend!Islam who let you cry after he was done with you. After all, you're too pathetic to say something, cuz you like it, don't you?
Dadbestfriend!Islam who loves to hear you gag, or at least that's what he answered when you asked him if he loves you.
Dadbestfriend!Islam who still meets you at night, and whenever he asks, because you love him, and you like to think that he might do it too..how stupid.
Just thinking about Islam dad's best friend who likes to come by your house, chat with your father, acting like he's not waiting to see you in that slutty nightgown when you come downstairs to drink water.
Or maybe dadbestfriend/Islam really belives that the skirt you bought recently was from him to see, cuz why else would you bend down like that to pick up that remote? He could do that himself.
Dadbestfriend/Islam who tought you how to ride his horse. He really likes to see you bounce..His hands always on that big thights of yours...Sometimes he wonders how they feel when he will finally give you that gooood head, cuz he knows you want that.
Dadbestfried/Islam who likes you in his Rover. When he first bought that car, he was thinking about how big the backseat is..perfect for you two.
Dadbestfriend/Islam who touched your ass once. But he's not the one to blame, right? He was innocet. It was your fault that you got dirty while cleaning outside.
Dadbestfriend/Islam who is mean with that guy Yakov you kept seeing. Maybe it was because Yakov was too touchy with you that Isu almost broke his arm. You were his little girl, right? Only he gets to touch your tits over your shirt, saying that it was a bit wrinkled..You thank him anyway.
Dadbestfriend/Islam who bought a parfume for his lovely wife. It was just a coincidence that it was the exact same one you wear everyday.He told you once that the smell it's too sweet for him..maybe the bludge in his pants after he hugs you could tell you the right answer.
Dadbestfriend/Islam who is awake when you enter his room at night..After all, you're not sooo innocet.