Size Kink With Faust
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Summary: After multiple failed attempts, you're determined to take all of Faust's length. He doesn't think you can take it, but you insist. He makes sure you feel him in your throat. Warning: NSFW, Size!Kink, Making it fit, Unprotected P in V, Praise
This piece is day 2 of Kinktober 2025, where I post a one-shot/blurb/drabble based on a list of prompts every day. Todays kinky prompt: Size!Kink WC: 1.2k Words
Faust nestled himself between your thighs and let his cock rest on your belly, heavy and leaking against your skin.
You were writhing beneath him, still shaking from the last orgasm he'd brought fourth with that wonderful tongue of his.
"Look" Faust gave your hair a soft tug, tilting your head down.
"You see that angel?" He traced his fingertips over the tip of his dick, and the spot on your skin just below. A barely an inch below your belly button. "That's how deep I'm gonna be if you can take all of me."
"I can do it" You huffed stubbornly, mouth practically watering at the sight.
"You said that last time." He smirked softly
"Yeah, well I mean it this time." You squirmed, trying to urge him to fuck you. "Please, Faust. Need to feel you."
"Gotta tell me if it's too much." His voice shook as he lined himself up, rock hard and desperate to feel your walls stretching around him. "Don't wanna hurt you too bad, Angel."
"I will," You mewled, already panting when the fat tip of his cock popped inside you "Just please don't stop until I tell you too."
"You push yourself." He pushed forward, sinking in a few more inches, moving slowly to give you some time to adjust "You like it when I hurt you, don't you?"
"Maybe" You gasped, arching into him and allowing him to slip deeper. "Don't you wanna know how it feels to make me take all of it?"
"So fucking tight, Angel." Faust groaned, nipping at your neck lightly. "Doing okay?"
"Yeah." You whimpered, eyes squeezed shut and hands gripping the roots of his hair tightly
"Don't lie to me." He stopped moving, able to hear it in your voice without even looking at you "Am I hurting you?"
"Yeah, but in a good way" You panted, trying to pull him closer "We have a safe word for a reason, baby Please!"
You could tell he was still hesitant. Never one to hurt you, even when you asked for it.
There was still a good three inches before he'd be buried to the hilt, and he wasn't sure you could take it.
Your legs wrapped around his hips, trying to convey just how badly you wanted this.
"Please, Faust." You whined. "Just let go. It'll fit. You can make it fit."
"You swear you'll use the safe word if it's too much?" His resolve was crumbling.
"Don't I always?"
You did. Every other time, you'd tapped out when you couldn't take it anymore. He could trust you to do it.
"Fuck, fine." He all but growled, sinking his teeth into the side of your neck before snapping his hips forward, forcing another inch into your stuffed cunt.
You yelped, grateful for the sting in your neck. It was enough of a distraction not to completely overwhelm you with the sharp stretch of your walls.
He worked his way deeper, slowly pressing further with every thrust while you mewled and cried out his name, tears spilling from the corners of your eyes.
Every thrust inched you further up the mattress until he grabbed a hold of your shoulders and pulled you back down to meet his hips, cramming the last little bit of his length into your stretched hole.
You both froze, a little stunned by the feeling of his balls resting hot and heavy against your ass.
He'd bottomed out.
Holy shit. He'd actually done it.
You'd done it.
"You okay, Angel?" He looked down at your pained expression and probably would've pulled out at least a little if your eyes weren't staring back at him, completely fucked out, pupils blown with need.
"Yeah." Your voice was strained. watery. But, your nails dug into his biceps, legs tight around his ass. A clear please don't stop. "so fucking full."
"Doing so good for me." He muttered, slowly working his hips, shallow thrusts deep inside you. "That's it, pretty girl."
His palm rested on your stomach, fingers splayed, long enough that they brushed up again your ribs on both sides.
He could feel the bulge in your stomach shifting with every thrust.
"Fuck, Angel" He groaned loudly, keeping the pace slow and deep. He gabbed your hand and trapped it under his, dwarfing it with his big paw. "Feel how deep I am? Shit-"
"Taking me so well," he ducked down to kiss the tears from your cheeks "my good girl, fuck-"
He pressed down on your stomach, drawing a low, wounded sound from your throat.
You could barely think, completely overwhelmed by it all. The stretch of your walls around Faust's cock, the way his tip bullied your cervix, bruising without any real effort at all. The feeling of his hand pressing down on your stomach, somehow making it feel like he'd nudged his way inside your womb despite knowing that he couldn't have.
The hand on your stomach moved lower, thumb circling your clit like it only then occurred to him that he could make this a little easier for you.
Your hips bucked and a loud cry hell from your lips, hands wrapping around his wrist, unsure if you wanted him to stop or keep going.
You knew what to say to stop him. To have him unsheathe himself from you immediately and scoop you up into his arms, but you didn't.
You didn't want him to stop.
You wanted him to ruin you.
Faust had been teetering the edge of bliss since the second he'd buried himself all the way down to the hilt in your warmth, but was determined to make sure you came first.
"That's it, Angel." He coaxed your orgasm out of you, using one hand to work your sensitive bud while the other pressed down on the bottom of your stomach. "Can you cum for me, baby?"
"Faust" his name tore it's way out of you in a shaky moan. "Don't stop- fuck"
"Not gonna stop." He grunted, trying like hell to hold himself together, movements getting jerkier "not till you cum. You gonna be good for me angel? Cum for me?"
You nodded frantically, able to feel your rapidly approaching release.
Faust could feel it coming and slammed his hips into you, fucking you through it until you were convulsing around him, back arching off the mattress like you could somehow let him slide in further.
"That's my girl." He gasped, crashing over the edge right along with you "Fuck, fuck- Oh, Angel"
"Fuck, I love you. I fucking love you." He fell forward, keeping himself propped up on his forearms while he buried is face in the crook of your neck, gasping and groaning into your skin while he pumped you full of cum.
You were twitching beneath him, completely cock dumb from it all, just mewling and clinging to him like he was your lifeline.
"I've got you." He breathed shakily, rolling onto his back, arms wrapped around you while his cock slowly softened inside you. "Did so good for me Angel."
You were still shaking with the aftershocks, barely able to formulate a thought beyond the desire to stay there in his arms. Warm and safe, still filled to the brim.
Faust held you until he was slipping out of your gaping hole, shuddering at the rush of liquid spilling out of you. If you weren't so overwhelmed still, he might've rushed down to the end of the bed to watch it drip out of you.
Instead, he kept you wrapped up in his arms and carried you into the bathroom so he could get you cleaned up, pressing his lips to every inch of your skin while you sat in the bath together.
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