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Bratty Floyd all tied and eyes covered as a dildo is up on his ass, hid dick plugged and a drooling mess from the vibrators on his dick and nipples. Would be extra cute if he's sobbing from all the toys but can't get his release and that he's begging for us to fuck him to oblivion- *cough* that looks very juicy *cough*
An: Upcoming fics might be a bit short while I get back into writing
Cw: Sounding, masochism on Floyd's part, Bondage
⧠Floyd was a brat and you were aware he did that on purpose.
⧠He'd do practically anything for you to fuck him out, but irritating you was probably his favorite way.
⧠And as he typically does, he annoyed you until you snapped.
The sheets below his head were long past wet, the drool leaking out of his gag getting practically everywhere. You didn't exactly feel bad, he was the one who got himself into the situation in the first place, but his poor little whimper got you close.
"Shh..." You murdered close to his ear, stroking his sweat-drenched hair. You eased your hand down his waist, caressing the bands of red rope until you found the remote to the vibrator. You rubbed circles along his back before turning it to the highest setting.
A muffled yelp came from the eel, and he squirmed on the bed. In what could've been considered an act of mercy or an act of further torture, you gently touched the metal rod in his dick.
"Mhf..." You laughed lightly, "I know baby... Just be good." Then you took the tip of the rod and twisted it ever so slightly. He jolted again and you could hear his lungs laboring. His arms strained against his bindings, leaving soft red marks along his skin.
You wouldn't doubt he'd show them off the next day, he was always so proud of his time with you. Sometimes he was much to the public about it, but it was Floyd after all.
"Does that feel good, sweetheart?" He groaned his response, his hips still stuttering in place. "I imagine you're about ready cum, yes?" You leaned down to gauge his expression. Of course, he did, and you knew that. He mumbled helplessly through the gag, but nothing comprehensible could come out. "Hm? Nothing? ...Well if you insist." You sigh dramatically and continue your endeavors as the man on the bed silently cursed you.
Donât know if youâre still taking TWST thirst, but imagine pinning Floyd against a wall and fucking him from behind >>> I would absolutely risk everything to be between that feral manâs legs, heâs so fine for no damn reason
GODDD THIS IS SO GOOD
and I know he'd be so into that too.
That mf is into powerplay and nobody can change my mind. Like if u want him to submit ur gonna have to WORK for it. (Or just be as batshit insane as he is)
He adores it when you grab his hair and force his head against the wall. If you go feral (Biting and scratching him, anything primal.) he'll be begging you to do it again for weeks after.
Feel free to be as rough as you want, Floyd doesn't mind!
Teasing Floyd until he begs. Behind you with the view of your back and the view of seeing his throbbing hard cock with just the tip inside of your wet and tight hole. Ignoring him while he begs to put it all in. The only reason he cares for your approval is because you'll give him nothing more if he doesn't abide by your terms
An: <33
Cw: Edging
⧠You were about at your limit. Floyd was usually annoying but it had gotten worse recently.
⧠His tantrum throwing and urchin-like behavior seemed calculated and you were starting to suspect he was doing it on purpose.
⧠Your usual punishments didn't seem to be working. Youâd gotten too soft. It was time you took charge of the situation.
Youâd tied Floyd up in a typical armed dining chair, securing his arms and legs so he couldn't move. Maybe it wasn't needed, but you gave special attention to his thighs, forearms, and waist, tightly wrapping thick layers of red rope around him. It would definitely leave a mark when all this was done.Â
His eyes were watery and he sniffled at the sight of you. He was also shivering, though you weren't sure if it was from the cold (Considering how you undressed him) Or the anticipation. A thin line of cloth was strung between his lips, the fabric partially ripped from his constant teething.Â
You looked him up and down, deciding what you should do with him. He mumbled senselessly, words blending together incoherently, and the cloth making him sputter and lisp. Ignoring him, you bent down to his pants, undoing his belt and pulling out his cock.
Your firm grip on it made him whimper. In a quick motion, you spit on it, hearing him breath in sharply. You ran your thumb under his dick, spreading the liquid.Â
It was good enough.Â
You pulled down your attire and situation yourself on his lap, and for a second he looked excited. His mumbling stopped and he stared awestruck at you. You forcibly lifted his chin up and licked the corners of his eyes where his tears had been welling up. Then, slowly, you moved down to his ear, letting your breath draw over it before biting.Â
âP-Pleathe-â He choked out his words. âEh? Do you think you deserve it? He looked down shyly and shook his head. âGood. Youâve been an embarrassment.â You widened your legs a tad, getting ready to lower yourself onto him.
âIf you cum, Iâll cage you for the rest of the month.â He sniffled, which you took as his compliance. You slowly let yourself consume him, making him throw his head back. He squirms when you stop at the head. He attempts to buck up into you, but the ropes hold firm and keep him down.Â
âYou know, if you'd only behaved earlier, I might have let you fuck my thigh.â Drool dripped down his chin, sliding down his shirt.
â m- ghn- shorry! M shorry!â He nibbled on his cleave gag. âYou oughtta be, Iâm tired of people staring at us.â You sighed, âMaybe I should give them something to stare at⌠Maybe I should film your pretty O face~â He let out a high-pitched moan, gripping at the chair. His pretty dick had grown redder with every threat.Â
He sniffled and stammered out something like âIâll be goodâ and more mindlessly blabbering about wanting to cum. His pathetic state almost made you feel bad for him. You leaned down to him, holding the side of his cheek and lovingly kissing it.
SUCKING ON LEONA'S NIPPLES PLEASE OMG I NEED THIS IN LIFE LET ME HAVE IT
An: UGHHH I luv Leona
Cw: Nipple play, Leona's a masochist
⧠You always had a fascination with Leona's tits. You always got handsy with him, whether in bed or in public when nobody could see.
⧠Leona would âprotestâ but always pull you back when you stepped off. His purring was a dead giveaway as well.
⧠He LOVES when you sneak a hand up his shirt and gently caress his sensitive buds. You wouldnât doubt he could cum from it alone.
Right now, the savanaclaw dorm leader was sitting in your lap, shirt unbuttoned and tits out on display. His thighs rubbed together, desperately aching for the friction. One hand slowly made its way up his torso, stopping right under his nipple. Your thumb brushed over it, making him jolt. âMy little pretty boyâŚâ You whispered to him.Â
His tail flicked at the sound of your voice, and he was only able to muster a pathetic whine. Sheer embarrassment coated his cheeks as he used his hand to cover his face. You harshly grabbed one of his sensitive buds and pulled on it, eliciting a yelp.
 âDon't cover your face.â At the command he shyly put his hands back by his sides, still avoiding eye contact. Still unhappy with his reluctance, you lean into his neck, feeling him shiver at your warm breath.Â
âYou wanna play shy?â He bit his lip, leaning into your grasp. âFine, Iâll coax it out of you then.â in a swift moment you pushed him on his back, keeping his legs on either side of you. Trying to be gentle, you licked and nipped at his chest, leaving small red marks over his sore chest. You felt his hardening dick rut against you, desperate for attention.Â
Cruelly, you bit him, not hard enough to draw blood, but hard enough that he pinned his hips against the bed. It was cute, how obedient he tried to be. Usually, it would be out of character for him, but with his dick thinking for him, it was more than common.
A high-pitched whimper sounded from the back of his throat and you licked a stripe up his chest. A deep-bellied purr filled the room and he put his hands on your shoulders. Enveloping his chest in your mouth, you wasted no time circling his nipples.
a thick coat of saliva layered itself on his soft skin. The smell of hot skin filled your nose as you let your teeth graze over his skin, eyes looking up at him with a predatory glare. His dick twitched against your stomach.Â
âI-â He spoke up for the first time during your session. You pull off of him with a loving kiss. âHm?â âP-pleaseâŚâ He rubbed against you. âAwhâŚâ you cooed, âpoor thing hasnât been touched since we started has it?â You slid a finger down the underside of his cock. His back arched. You grabbed his wrist and puppeteered him until he was touching his own tits.Â
âBe good and touch them, just like I do alright?â You guided him at first, showing him how to go throw the motions and to make it feel better.
He got the hang of it soon enough, although he was sloppy. You moved, taking his thighs in your hands and putting them over your shoulders. You grabbed the base of his dick and ran your tongue over the slit.
His legs tightened around you as his pre slid down the side of his dick. His poor chest was so red and sore from how rough he was being with himself. You kept your grip on his legs and enveloped him fully into your mouth.
As soon as he felt your hot tongue start to play with his member and the light grazing of teeth against his skin, he couldnât help but cum. You continued to stimulate him, working one of your hands up to play with his nipples.Â
Soon enough, hot bursts of cum slid down the back of your mouth with an awful taste- youâd have to talk to him about that. You lifted your head, hoping to see his blissful face, however, he already passed out. At least he behaved this time.
