hewwoo, if your request still open and have an empty slot, can i request azul ashengrotto (yandere if you comfortable with it) with dacryphilia. when he pounds his darling on his bed until she overstimulate, crying loudly begging him to stop, desperately try to push him. the thing is, her cries, her begging, making him more doesn't want to stop as he arouses by that🤤
Freaked Out
A/N: Hello Alice. How vulgar... Not that I mind. I pulled this out of a pit in my chest, especially with a dark trope I am fond of. Please enjoy. Or, please hate it.
tags: yan!Azul Ashengrotto x fem!reader, dacryphilia, overstim, choking, noncon wc: 2.4k+
You lowered your head in shame. Your hands folded tight as you started to tuck them between your thighs to keep them from shaking. “So, ‘you don’t know’, is the answer you’re giving me?” Azul blinked rapidly. He was in total disbelief that you had no genuine answer to give him. You swallowed, attempting to wet your dry throat.
Someone had stolen six hundred Thaumarks from the cash register while you were in charge of the shift. You were too scared to confront any of your co-workers. You didn’t want to accuse anyone. You were the only girl who worked at the Mostro Lounge and usually you kept to yourself.
You marked the till as normal and you awkwardly texted Azul asking if you could speak to him tomorrow on your day off. You didn’t want to get chewed out that night. You wanted to cry into your pillow trying to figure out if you would get fired or arrested or something worse you hadn’t thought of.
The only reason you became a key holder was because Azul bullied you into taking his offer. He paid you more than Crowley’s allowance did. And after getting stuck in a coffin for two hours while working at Sam’s shop, you desperately needed the career change. But your choice in jobs was now coming back to bite you in the ass.
“I… I don’t know I didn’t want anyone to get in trouble-“ Azul held up a gloved hand in irritation. His other hand was pressing against one of his temples in agitation. “I’m developing a migraine.” You would too if you were in his situation. You could feel yourself breaking out into a cold sweat. Tears began to fill your eyes and you quickly blinked them away. Stifling your sniffles as your eyes remained lowered to your shoes.
No one on campus would trust you with anything. They would think you’re a thief. You wouldn’t be able to show your face anywhere. Even if you ran away to hide on the island and look for work; word spreads like wildfire between Night Raven College and Royal Swords Academy. All the townspeople would be caught in between.
You didn’t notice Azul staring at you. Eyeing you up and down with a quirked eyebrow. He shifted in his seat. Adjusting his hips to be more comfortable in his chair. “Do you feel guilt over what happened?” Azul asked, his voice like satin as you started to sob. Of course you felt guilt. You felt terrible.
Azul slowly stood up from his desk. His chair creaked as he grabbed his cane. “You know,” his gloved hand began to glide over the wooden surface of his desk. His cane tapped against the floor with each step he took. “they say tears never solve anything.” You pulled your hands from your lap, wiping at your face with soft sniffles. “I disagree.” He was walking towards you now. His steps slow as you felt your stomach start to churn.
Your instincts say that something is wrong. “Sorry-” You went to apologize again, your voice soft as you noticed the polished ends of Azul’s black dress shoes entering your vision. “No need to apologize.” He chuckled. You flinched and yanked away when you felt his gloved hand resting on the top of your head. You knew where this was going. And you planned to decline. “Oh- Um... Grim is waiting for me. I understand I’m being fired-” As you moved to stand, Azul gripped your shoulder and shoved you back down on the couch.
The force made you wince as you fought back more tears. “Who said you were leaving? Grim will be fine for another thirty minutes.” The Mostro Lounge was still on operating hours. You brough Grim along to phrase it as a work meeting and leaving him with some money to get lunch and wait for you. You told him it wouldn’t take too long. You wanted to apologize to Azul again. It was your fault someone snuck their hands in the register while you were in charge. You should have been paying attention. “I-I’m sorry- Really I should go-” You yelped as Azul grabbed your shoulder again. Trying to force you to lay down on the faux leather couch.
His cane was discarded and leaning against the furniture arm. “Don’t make this harder on yourself.” Azul growled. His gloved hand gripping you jaw tightly as you started to thrash and struggle. “Wai- No! Stop!” You begged. You were starting to hyperventilate as you tried shoving him off. Your hands pressed at his shoulders, but he wouldn’t budge. “I’ll work every day to pay you back! For free! Until it’s paid!” Your tears came streaming down your cheeks again. Your face hot and nose becoming stuffed as you kicked your legs, trying to get Azul off of you.
“You can pay me back this way.” His voice was colder now as he licked your cheek. Lapping up your tears as you struggled underneath him. You were quickly exhausting yourself as his hands worked on your jeans, trying to get them down and off your legs. You tried screaming again. Begging for someone to come running and save you from Azul. The cool air in the office hit your clothed cunt. Your eyes widened as you wriggled around, momentarily getting free as you tried to kick and crawl away from the cushions.
But to no avail. You only aided Azul in removing your pants. One of your shoes was discarded as he grabbed you roughly by the arm. With a yank, you were back to square one. Your throat was becoming raw from screaming and crying. You didn’t want to give up hope just yet. Someone would save you. You just had to hold out hope. “Azul please I’m sorry, I’m so sorry I will make sure you get your money back I’ll do anything-” “I know.”
Azul kept his grip firm on your jaw as his tongue laved over your bottom lip. You cringed in disgust and tried to turn your head away from him. Upon your refusal, he forcibly moved your head so he could get the angle he wanted. He tried again, forcing his mouth on yours as you grit your teeth tight. You were disgusted by the sensation of his tongue trying to snake into your mouth. Your hands pushed and your legs weakly kicked as he was on top of you. Nestled between your parted thighs as he rut his hips gently into your clothed pussy.
You could feel how hard he was. How badly he wanted to continue even with your desperate protests. There was a knock on the door. Azul paused and raised his head. His hips slowing to a stop as you took in a deep inhale, ready to scream until Azul pressed his hand over your mouth, He forced your head hard against the cushions as your hands flew to claw at his arms and his hand in an attempt to pry him off.
Azul is far stronger than he looks. “Who is it?” He called out, attempting to mask his annoyance. Of course he would be upset that someone was disturbing him. Your nails dragged over Azul’s clothes as you continued to fight. “Grim was asking about the Prefect of Ramshackle.” The voice belonged to Jade. You tried screaming and biting at Azul’s hand. He flinched and almost yanked his hand away from the pain. “I was wondering if you had seen her.” Jade’s comment made your eyebrows knit.
Jade knew you were back here in Azul’s office. He walked you to the door when you came in. It only took a second to realize what Jade was really asking. He wanted to know what he should tell Grim. “She’s a little busy right now.” Azul responded, looking down at you with a frown. “Tell Grim that it will be another thirty minutes.” You were feeling hopeless now as Jade walked away from the office without another word. Of course he wouldn’t help you. His loyalty lies with Azul.
You blinked away another stream of tears as Azul’s left hand wrapped around your throat. His fingers began to squeeze tight into the sides of your neck as you gagged and gasped. “I don’t appreciate being bitten. Are you an animal?” His tone was venomous as you grabbed his wrist. Struggling to breathe as he ground his pelvis roughly against yours. “Stah...” You couldn’t breathe.
When he loosened his grip; you gasped. Your lungs burned and you felt light headed. You coughed, sputtering as he started to yank at your jeans. Getting them down your legs as he choked you again. You couldn’t scream and fight. Your first instinct was to survive now. Azul was strangling you against the couch as you started to give up. If you gave up he might stop choking you. You finally looked up at him. Your eyes wet with tears and your heart sinking into your stomach like a heavy stone.
He was flushed. His expression dreamy as he watched you struggling underneath him. Azul was turned on. You wanted to call him disgusting. But as he loosened his grip again you gasped and coughed once more. “Those tears of yours... Are you trying to seduce me?” Azul whispered as you rapidly shook your head. You wanted to apologize for the money situation last night. You didn’t want this to be the outcome. You would have much rather gotten fired and what little reputation you had dragged through the mud.
“Don’t lie to me.” Azul murmured as his gloved thumb rolled over your budding clit. Forcing the soft cotton fabric to scratch roughly against the fleshy pearl of nerves. Azul rested his hand against your neck, threatening at any time to squeeze and cut off your oxygen at any time. “Azul please stop- Please let me go...” You begged softly, blinking away more tears as your face went hot. Your nose stuffed and clogged with mucus as you felt Azul’s gloved fingers crawling into the crotch of your panties. Rubbing slowly over your puffy folds and coating the fabric of his pure white gloves in your slick.
You weren’t wet because you liked this. It was a reaction to him stimulating your clit. You wouldn’t like this. You don’t like this... You don’t like Azul...
There was the hurried jingle of his belt being loosened. Your eyes widened in terror as he nestled himself between your parted thighs. You could see his cock, long and flushed a peach pink color at the tip. Azul pulled at your panties until the fabric ripped and stretched. Leaving you exposed to his starving gaze. He swatted it against the entrance of your pussy. Grinding the tip against your clit as your grit your teeth.
He didn’t finger you. He didn’t stretch you. He didn’t prep you at all. Because you know that he wants you to cry even more. Azul was getting off to you struggling and begging for him to stop. He was aroused by your suffering. Because he’s freaked the fuck out.
You let out a quiet string of ‘no no no’s as he began to sink inside of you. His fingers gripping your throat as again as he let out a long groan from on top of you. Your legs began to shake as your walls were forcibly stretched. They convulsed and struggled to grow accustomed to the intrusion as you let out a strangled cry. Your tears rolled down your cheeks faster as a burning sensation lit up between your thighs. Your stomach tightened as he rocked his hips in and out of you.
It was painful. You blinked away the tears as your hands shoved and punched at his arms and shoulders. When you pushed at his face, almost knocking away his glassed was when he laid on top of you. Your body flattened beneath his as he moved faster. His moans and whines in your ear as he roughly bit your earlobe. You yelped in pain as one of your heels dug into his back. Your other leg was dangling limp on the edge of the couch as you tried screaming again.
Your throat was sore and raw, and it came out like weak whines for him to stop or slow down. His cock was beating into you. The tip drilling into the soft patch of nerves inside of your pussy. The more you cried and complained, the rougher he became. You wondered if the wetness between your thighs was slick, blood, or Azul’s cum. You didn’t want to look or ask. Your tits were crushed against his chest as one of his hands held your hip. Angling you into the position he needed as his balls swatted against your ass.
Your toes curled tight in your shoes as you looked up at the ceiling. Your hands clawing at his back as you blinked away tear after tear. You were lightheaded now. Your body trembling as your orgasm washed over you against your will. Your vision flashed and dotted with sparks of light as your pussy clenched and gripped tightly around Azul’s cock. You thought you were on the brink of unconsciousness. At that point you were begging to pass out. Just so you could be freed from this nightmare.
“I love you.” Azul whispered, and you grimaced in disgust.
He’s a liar.
You felt a briny warmth bloom inside of your cunt and you clenched your jaw to bite back a scream of terror. He came inside of you. Azul’s body shuddered above you as he panted in your ear. You could feel him smiling. He began to rock his hips again. Grinding into you as your clit twitched against the base of his shaft. Then, he started to thrust. “Are you crying again?” Azul chuckled as your voice regained strength. It was even more intense now. You thrashed and kicked into the base of Azul’s spine. But he showed no signs of stopping.
His thrusts were even faster now. Slick and wet with your combined fluids as he pumped faster and faster. White strings coating his cock and making a mess of your cunt as the excess dripped down and left a small puddle beneath you both on the couch. You begged and begged, screaming until your throat was ruined. And yet no one came.
All you could do is cry and let Azul lick away the salty tears.