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bg!scarian petplay drabble because a certain idea just Wouldn’t leave me alone. cws, petplay, bdsm dynamics, breeding & daddy kink, collaring

#🪻writing #bodyguard au #fem g.rian #p.et play #b.dsm #c.ollar #b.reeding kink

i LOVEEEEE subspace grian more than anything, but god the idea of her being all stubborn and bratty with scar? insisting on taking the lead, maybe even riding him, but her legs get tired and she can’t do it. and him teasing her, making her beg for him to take over, even better if he’s him making her beg him to breed her? just her being so strong and stubborn and then falling apart for him. god i love bgau scarian.

BRATTY GRIAN ‼️‼️‼️‼️ I need to write more bratty grian oh my god

imagining her shoving him down onto the bed, crawling into his lap, declaring that scar is taking too long and she’s tired of waiting. scar decides to play along, lets her take the lead. he’s egging her on ofc, riling her up as she sinks down on him, insisting that she can do it until she can’t

she rides him quickly, telling him to shut up when he tries to tease her, that she’s fine, thank you very much. she makes scar keep his hands to himself, let her do all the work

until she can’t do it anymore, legs tired and burning, and her voice gets a little more whiny. scar notices it immediately, latches onto it. he’s smirking when he realizes she’s getting tired and she eventually slows to a stop. scar teases her, comments on how big of a game she talked and now she’s gotten all exhausted on him. does she need him to take over now? is she done being a brat?

and grian argues with him a little, not quite ready to give in yet. but when she finally admits that she can’t do it, scar is merciless. “beg,” he tells her, grabbing her chin. “I want to hear you begging me to take over.”

“w-what? but i—”

“my poor helpless baby, did you think I’d take over just because you admitted you couldn’t do it anymore?” he squeezes her jaw a little. “after telling me to shut up and keep my hands to myself? oh princess, you should know by now that I don’t reward bad girls.”

“scar…”

“if you’re finished being a brat, then beg sweet thing. beg me to take over, beg for me to breed you. I want begging for everything you want. if you’re good then maybe I’ll give it to you.”

I think grian should try to argue, embarrassed by his demands. but she cracks eventually and starts begging for scar to take over and fuck her. and when he shoves her down into the sheets, taking control, he’s telling her to keep begging to be bred. he gets her begging for pure filth, it’s the dirtiest he’s ever heard her

god. GOD I love them. my freaky little guys <3 I’m obsessed with grian being so stubborn and headstrong, determined to get her way only for scar to make her undone, press all the right buttons to make her fall apart

#letters #bodyguard au #fem g.rian #b.reeding kink #b.dsm #I need this actually #they’re little exchange has me chewing on the wall

I need bodyguard!scar to shove his fingers in grian’s mouth to shut her up when she’s being a brat with him. oh, she’s telling him to hurry up or else she’ll take care of herself? she wants to get him worked up, put his money where his mouth is? she’s goading him into fucking her, reminding him she has a perfectly good vibrator sitting in the drawer?

scar’s pressing his thumb down on her tongue, and grian immediately shuts up. two other fingers come to join his thumb and suddenly grian is moaning around them, hips jerking forward. “all of that whining only to moan over my fingers?” he’s teasing her, mocking. “you’re so pathetic it’s adorable.”

he doesn’t even have to do anything else. he’s just watching grian’s hips grind against nothing, her eyes shutting as her tongue curls over his fingers. scar calls her desperate, that her mouth has much better uses than being a brat, see? isn’t that so much better? just sitting there with her mouth stuffed full, he likes her like this. she’s so willing to do whatever he says, happy as long as she has something to suck on. it’s such a pretty mouth too, it’s put to much better use this way, his little toy <3

scar’s words are rolling over her head and all grian can do is whine around his fingers. doesn’t he see how badly she wants him? fill her. her mouth, her cunt, whatever. make her jaw ache.

scar slowly moves his fingers in little thrusts in her mouth and grian moans with a shake, reaching up to grab scar’s hand.

“uh-uh brat, I didn’t say you could touch.” he’s gently pinching grian’s leg, making her gasp as she lets go. “we’ve gone over this lesson so many times, but you never learn. I’m starting to think you just like being punished.” he’s adding another finger into her mouth, feeling grian’s desperate tongue around them. she sucks on them, so damn needy. “maybe this is all your good for, hm? a nice warm mouth to be used whenever I want. d’you think so, pet?”

grian makes a quiet noise in answer, sitting right between subspace and not. scar only chuckles, planning to make her float

#bodyguard au #o.ral fixation #b.dsm #p.ower dynamics #I wanna rotate this more #because I’m soooo stuck on this #but alas. the sleepies #fem g.rian

did some research into pet play and here’s my general thoughts for bodyguard au:

- as a whole I don’t think they fully lean into pet play? there’s aspects that grian’s typical behavior just kinda falls into, and scar leans into calling her his bunny for the reminder that she’s not alone/she can escape from real life while she’s with him if she wants

- that being said though, if grian is being bratty with him, scar Will withhold pets as a punishment—she doesn’t misbehave often as a bunny, but when she does, scar punishes her

- I think maybe. she gets things to chew on considering how often she does it already. smth about scar cuddling with her and grian having a toy to chew. maybe she’ll make like little burrows or box forts out of blankets when she’s stressed. they wouldn’t lean into the food stuff because food is complicated for her

- he gets her custom floppy ears, a collar and leash, and plug. grian wants to try it as soon as he shows it to her and the pure care Alone that he puts into stretching her for the plug is enough to make her drop. scar makes sure to praise her up and down, makes sure she understands how worth it she is to spend that kind of money so that she doesn’t feel guilty about it later

- grian being super mushy and affectionate,,, constantly nuzzling scar and cuddling with him,,, smth about grian not used to allowing herself to be soft and cute because of her past. but with scar, she’s encouraged to explore herself and be as cutesy as she wants

- I’m just picturing scar laying back and letting grian explore and touch him to her hearts content, encouraging her to lean into a bunny’s natural curiosity while he coos and pets her, making her melt

- gotta have your sprinkle of daddy and breeding kink <3 scar refers to her as “daddy’s sweet/little bunny/bun” a lot and loves to whisper about breeding her, filling up that pretty cunt of her’s with his cum and giving her baby bunnies, etc etc

- if she’s deep in the headspace g would probs go nonverbal. but also she’d end up referring to herself as “bunny” too when she Is verbal and scar has her responding to him. kinda a third person referral and most of the time it isn’t even coherent, just dazed babbles from grian as scar fucks any and all thoughts out of her head

- ough,,, scar holding grian against his chest with a vibe on her clit, inside her,,,, angled so that every time her hips buck she’s going back on the plug, moving it lightly inside her for more stimulation,,,,, he’s teasing her for how eager of a bunny she is, bucking her hips wildly, practically bouncing in place for him. he keeps her like that even after she cums, only making her hips buck more, all choppy and erratic, whining, pushing herself back into him. “daddy loves watching his sweet bunny bounce <3”

- the collar he gets for her has a carrot charm on it. btw. also he’s got a vibe in the shape of a carrot to fuck her. very important to me that’s known

#bodyguard au #fem g.rian #p.et play #b.unny play #b.reeding kink #b.dsm #d.addy kink

we all know that whenever scar has a tiring day, grian would take care of her very gently

but what about if scar has a bad day, likeeee would he take it out on grian? (not in a bad way, more like in a kinky way)

like, he would definitely edge her until she's crying, then fuck her as she's screaming out his name shamelessly jwgwgwjwuqg

MMMMMMMM we love some good ol’ stress relief

I think grian would definitely offer it to scar, especially if she sees that he’s really pent up. either that Or she’s leading him into it, teasing him, crawling into his lap and kissing him until he grabs her hips and pins her down, being bratty with him to egg him on, loosen up. because it’s grian she’s probably offering it with her actions rather than her words, but scar is Very good at speaking her language

it wouldn’t necessarily be scar taking out his frustration on grian in bed—but it would be seen as an outlet for the pent up energy. I think scar would be a little rougher, esp if grian is purposely being bratty, maybe a little more possessive of her as well

he’s definitely edging her until she’s brainless and crying, incoherently begging for release. she cums the moment scar is sliding inside her and he’s wringing multiple orgasms out of her while holding her hips down, restraining her. he fucks her right into overstimulation and keeps going, mindful of the signs her body gives him when it starts to truly become too much for her

scar’s got her crying his name into the mattress and shaking by the time he finishes, floating so much she’s nonverbal for a little bit

on those kinds of nights they’re in the bath for a While just cuddling after, and one of them is checking in on the other at least every ten minutes DBFNRBRHRH. their bdsm outlet goes hard but their aftercare goes even harder on the bad days

#letters #bodyguard au #fem g.rian #b.dsm #e.dging

felt like writing out a short bit of this post…. shoutout to vrath for the shoe idea

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“Scar, come on,” Grian groans, already seated on the ground between his legs. She’s looking up at him expectantly, a firm frown on her face. Her boyfriend is still mostly dressed, shoes and everything as he sits on the edge of their bed in the hotel. Grian herself has already striped down to her undergarments, practically shedding her clothes as soon as the door was shut. “I want your dick.”

Scar clicks his tongue in warning as he shrugs his shirt off. “And you’ll get it pretty bird, just a second.”

Rolling her eyes, Grian sets her hand on his knee with a frown. “Will I? Because you’ve been taking an awfully long time getting undressed over here.” She gestures to herself. “I’ve already lost all my layers besides one!” She’s been waiting all night for this, eager to get her mouth on him.

“That’s because you have no patience,” Scar retorts. His shirt drops to the ground beside him, and Grian worships his torso with her stare.

“Or maybe you just take too long.” Her eyes trace the way Scar’s hands move down to his belt, but every slow movement feels too agonizing to wait. Despite her complaining, he still hasn’t picked up the pace. Grian sighs, shoulders slump as she makes some kind of flippant gesture with her hand. “And here I thought you were going to give me a good time,” she says offhandedly. “If you’re not going to put your money where your mouth is, then you should really get better at following through, Scar.”

In front of her, Scar tenses, and Grian has to bite the inside of her cheek to stop from smiling. If Scar wants to play, she’ll happily play.

There’s one way to really get him.

“I guess I could entertain myself with the toy I brought if you’re not going to fuck me,” she hums, tapping her chin. “A vibrator gets the job done just as well, maybe even better. After all, you’re just talk—mmph!” Grian’s words are completely cut off as she feels two fingers slide into her mouth. The pads of Scar’s fingers press down on her tongue, and Grian immediately moans around them, shuddering. She feels one finger slide against her tongue and her hips jerk forward without her permission.

“Can’t be patient for anything, can you?” Scar sighs, watching her. “If you had just waited another minute then you would’ve gotten exactly what you wanted.” He frowns, clicking his tongue with disappointment. “You know I always take care of you when you’re a good girl. But you’re being a brat, Grian. I can’t reward you for that.” His voice takes a hardened edge as his thumb hooks under her jaw, properly holding her mouth. “If you want to act like a brat then I’ll treat you like one; no touching unless I give you permission.”

The resulting loud moan is all agreement he needs.

Grian’s mouth closes on his fingers as she tries to drag her tongue over them. She’s been so worked up for hours, this is perfect for her. Each time his finger strokes Grian’s tongue, her hips rut against nothing, panties rapidly growing wet. She groans in return, sucking on them. She looks up at Scar through her bangs, finding him watching her with dark eyes. Silently, she pleads for him.

Yet there’s amusement in her lover’s stare as he tilts his head. “Really?” he hums. “All of that whining only to moan over my fingers?” There’s almost something patronizing to his voice as he teases her. It makes Grian’s stomach burn. Scar loosens his grip on her jaw, giving her tongue a gentle tap. He makes a motion to pull his hand away, but Grian is chasing after him before his fingers even leave his mouth, trying to hold onto them. Scar curses, “You’re so pathetic it’s adorable.”

He leaves his fingers still, letting Grian have her way with them. She moans with delight, tongue curling around the two digits as she licks and sucks. She’s tracing the feeling of his skin under her taste, eager for any bit of him she can get. Grian’s eyes fall shut, she leans forward. Her hands are between her legs on the ground, cunt grinding against nothing as her slick stains her panties. She takes Scar’s fingers until her lips are closed around his knuckles, and Grian’s head falls into a natural bobbing rhythm.

“Desperate are we?” Scar says, catching how Grian’s hips rock, trying to find something that’ll give her friction. She looks so cute. “Your mouth has much better uses than just being a brat, see? Doesn’t that feel better?” Carefully, Scar moves his foot to nudge against her crotch, trying not to get the sole of his shoe on her panties. He applies a bit of pressure and it causes Grian to freeze up with a strained yet muffled noise. He narrows his eyes at her, “No moving, pet.”

Grian gives a muffled reply, one sounding almost like “yes sir.”

Even though her eyes are shut, Scar still smiles, pressing down on her cunt again. “You’re so cute when you listen to me,” he hums in approval. “Look at you just sitting here with your mouth full, I like you like this. Happy as long as you have something to suck on—it doesn’t matter if it’s my cock or my fingers, does it, greedy brat?” Her answer is a whimper, tongue dragging along the underside of his pointer and middle fingers. “Yeah, thought so. Your pretty mouth is put to better use this way, my little toy.”

Grian’s sinking, losing herself in the repetitive motions of her head and her mouth working Scar’s fingers. Whatever he’s saying is rolling right over her head, but clearly still registering in her mind as she whines back at him. Just hearing him speak to her is enough to make her whine. And the cruel pressing of his foot to her sex leaves her trembling with need. Want. It’s satisfied slightly with his fingers, she likes having them in her mouth. She likes it a lot—even more since Scar seems to like it too. She wants him to make her jaw ache, leave an imprint behind, a phantom feeling. Grian moans at the thought, still feeling Scar’s fingers against her tongue hours from now. Her head ducks slightly.

Speaking of, she nearly chokes on a cry when Scar starts gently moving his fingers in a rhythmic motion—back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. Without her realizing, Grian scoots closer to him, eager, eager, eager. She mewls, some quiet thing with a little shake. One of her hands raise without her realizing, too caught up in the feeling of Scar moving his fingers. Everything else is rapidly disappearing around them, leaving just Grian floating with Scar tethering her to earth. She takes gentle hold of Scar’s wrist to keep him in her mouth as she sucks, trying to take more of him.

The response is immediate, a pinch to her skin, “Uh-uh brat, I didn’t say you could touch.” Grian gasps in return, letting go and hoping that won’t get her into further trouble. Her eyes fly open and she looks up at him. “We’ve gone over this lesson so many times, but you never learn,” Scar tuts, forcing another finger into her mouth. “I’m starting to think you just like getting into trouble.”

Greedily, Grian accepts the third finger, trying to remind herself not to move her hips. But she feels so light, so jerky, she doesn’t have to do much. Her tongue feels desperate as it rolls over Scar’s fingers, trying to convey how badly she’s aching between her legs, how wet she is. Pleadingly, she whines at him.

Scar hums in contemplation. “Maybe this is all you’re good for, hm? A nice warm mouth to be used whenever I want. D’you think so pet?”

She tries to nod, not even fully sure what she’s nodding about. But she trusts Scar with whatever it is. One of his fingers crook up to rub against the roof of her mouth and Grian slumps forward with a noise.

“My, look at how wet you are,” Scar finally, finally notes. Maybe he’ll take her now that he knows. Except, “Even if it is just a scolding, it’d be mean to deprive you of relief, wouldn’t it?” He’s cooing at her, smirking. “You can come, baby. But I want you getting off with my fingers just like this,” he pauses, but the permission sounds heavenly. “And the surface under you.” To emphasize what he means, he presses on her with his shoe, sending hot flames of arousal down her spine.

Fuck.

Grian doubles her efforts, slipping more and more in the meanwhile. She grinds against his shoe, panting around his fingers. Her arms feel useless in her lap, with Scar’s leg doing more to hold her up. Every twitch of her hips sends her right into him, the pressure so good on her clit. Grian whines as she tries to follow the slow movements of his fingers, dragging herself down. She feels like she’s evaporating, something becoming nothing as she focuses on coming, on Scar’s fingers in her mouth, on the delicious friction being given to her. Everything is gone, turned to some mushy amalgamation of herself and Scar.

Scar’s switching between stroking her tongue and pressing down on her mouth, and Grian’s strings are quickly snapping. She lets out some muffled cry and her hips roll down in a frenzy, desperate and close. Her eyes squeeze and she drives herself closer, closer.

From above, Scar watches, enthralled by her. If they weren’t in the moment, he’d pull her right up into his lap and bring her to ruin himself. He loves watching Grian fall apart, whether it be from his touch or something like this. Seeing the frantic movements, hearing her muffled cries rise in pitch the closer she gets, Scar adores every second of it. He loves the effect his words have on her even more.

“Are you close?” he asks, watching her. “Look at you, humping my leg like a little bunny in heat… are you gonna come?” He can feel how Grian’s moan shakes in her mouth, how her hips stutter and her thighs try to squeeze together. She almost feels like a ragdoll against him with how relaxed she is, her eyes dazed. “Aw, do you like this?” Scar purrs when he notices it. “You do, of course you do.” He pushes his leg further against her just as he feels her hips wiggle and lift, hearing Grian’s muffled cry.

She sags into him as she shakes and trembles, a little song of panted moans following shortly. Her hips stop, though she remains pressed against him. Scar coos at her as he slips his fingers out of mouth, watching a string of saliva follow. Grian’s head comes to rest against his knee as she breathes, mouth now free. Her jaw aches, her panties feel sticky and wet. There’s a hand in her hair, brushing it as her body trembles lightly.

“There we go,” Scar hums, playing with her hair. “A little bit of relief for you after being so worked up. Aren’t I so nice?” He tilts his head down at her, smiling softly. “What do you say, baby?”

Grian shifts slightly, the softest noise spilling from her lips. “T-Thank… hah… thank you, s-sir…” she responds, sounding dazed and distant.

It’s close to what he wants, but not quite. Scar gently pulls on her hair. “For what, pet?”

Whining, Grian looks up at him. What does he expect her to thank him for? Specific… she needs to thank him for something specific. Oh—“Mngh, t-thank you sir, f’r letting m’come.” Her mouth feels like it’s moving funny. It feels weird to talk now without his fingers there. Her head is airy, mush.

Affectionately, Scar combs his fingers through her soft strands. “Good girl,” he praises, love coating his voice. Slowly, he moves back on the bed, patting his thighs. “C’mere sweet thing.” He motions for her, reaching out to steady her as she clambers into his lap. Scar holds her by the waist, thumb dipping into the soft curve of her hip. “Are you going to be patient for me now?”

Grian snuggles against his warm chest, nodding. Scar kisses her hair, his hand moving down to slip into her panties, finger teasing her entrance.

“So sweet.” Grian angles her head up for a kiss, and Scar is happy to press his lips to hers. She closes her eyes and lets Scar touch her as he pleases.

#🪻writing #bodyguard au #p.ower dynamics #b.dsm #o.ral fixation #d.egradation #s.ubspace #fem g.rian

You know… I wonder if Scar ever has Grian use like a bullet vibrator during a concert in the bodyguard au? Maybe it’s a punishment for being a brat, maybe it’s just to see how long Grian can stand it, maybe it’s a bit of a humiliation thing. Who knows? (You, of course.) Same could be said for Scar. I wonder if Grian makes him wear some sort of a vibrator during an awards show or while he’s actively on set?

a bullet vibrator might be too interruptive for the concert, and scar knows how beloved her performances are to grian, so he wouldn’t want to be too disruptive (although he’s had her wear a plug after coming inside her right before a concert—told her if she left the plug alone and didn’t spill, he’d let her finish after her performance, it was def a punishment)

but he’d absolutely have her wear one during social events like interviews, gatherings, maybe photo shoots 👀 sometimes it’s because she was being a brat, sometimes it’s too see how much she can handle. there’s almost Always a humiliation component to it 🙂‍↕️

as for grian making scar wear one, hmmmmm 🤔 I could see a scenario where she wants to get back at scar and has him wear a vibrating cock ring that’s easy enough to conceal while he’s on set. she sees it as another way to be a brat with him, purposely messes with him and makes him fumble when recording scenes. scar has so much patience with her because it’s not until they’re home he’s punishing her for it (though let it be known, if there wasn’t a punishment for her, he’d absolutely have pulled her into a closet and taken her).

with the way their dom/sub dynamic is, it’s not something that happens super frequently—but can!

#letters #bodyguard au #fem g.rian #b.dsm