can you make a little smut hc for Kid, Katakuri, Bartolomeo when their s/o in bed is being extremely obedient and submissive but they suddenly cup their face and kisses them and praises them sweetly and so innocently how would the boys react? (separately of course)
Here we go! I hope you'll enjoy the result, thank you for requesting!☆
☆Kid, Katakuri & Bartolomeo with a sub s/o taking initiative
CW gn!reader, nsfw, MDNI, sub!reader, specific CW are listed under each characters
WC : 1,3k
Kid
CW : praise, rough sex, Kid is kind of… cute?
Kid is always in charge in the bedroom. Manhandling you. Commanding you. Ordering you around. If he says “on all fours”, you obey. If he shows you the floor with one finger, you kneel. When he orders “open your mouth” you comply and let him fuck your mouth. And when he grunts “swallow”, you swallow his thick cum, each single drop.
And you’re totally fine with this. Because you've never been someone who likes taking initiative in bed. What you enjoy is to submit and obey, to indulge in a moment where you can rely on someone else.
So today is a day like all the others. It started with his eyes darkening with desire, and then, he ordered you to take off all your clothes and to lay on the bed. Then, he pushed down his pants and underwear in one go, his hard, thick cock springing free. The whole time, he watched you, waiting for him like a good little sub. He said “spread your legs for me” and you obeyed.
Now, he’s caging you in with his muscular arms, grinding against you, letting you feel his hardness. He wants to fuck you. Hard. As always. “Gonna fuckin’ ruin ya now,” he warns, bitting your neck, a little yelp escaping from your lips.
“Always so good for me, mh,” he whispers as you spread your thighs wider to allow his huge body to fit between your legs. You hold onto his shoulders tightly as he drives his cock into you in one deep thrust. His hips slap against yours. Each one of your little noises are music to his ears. “Takin’ me all the way in, my good little sub,” he praises
“Keep makin’ those cute lil noises for me, yes?” He asks, fucking you so hard the bed is creaking loudly. His metallic arm is pinning you so roughly you cannot move, and with his other hand, he grabs your waist firmly to drive himself into you with an animalistic, almost feral pace.
You’re driving him crazy. Taking him so well. Oh, he loves feeling his cock buried balls deep inside of you. The way you open your legs even more for him. He holds you so tightly, you will have bruises on your waist tomorrow, but you don’t mind. Eyes shining with lust, Kid takes a look at his cock sliding in and out, opening you with each thrust.
And suddenly, you don’t know why, you take an initiative for the first time. It’s sweet. Maybe nothing for others. But for you, it’s a big move. You softly cup Kid’s face, kissing him before whispering to his ears how much you love him and how good he’s making you feel.
Kid almost freezes and stops his thrusts as he watches you. You never did something like this. Even kisses are always initiated by him. He watches your cute face, his lipstick smeared on your lips, and he catches your bottom lip between his teeth and nearly purrs. “Damn, what was that?”
Scared you may have done something wrong, you exclaim “I’m sorry!”
“Shut up”, his words are rough, as always, but there is a rare tenderness in his tone. He releases your lips and slowly returns to his pounding. Slower, but deeper. As he watches your cute face, he snarls. “Fuck, you’re so cute”
He quickly flips you over, burying your face in the pillow and nuzzling his head against your neck, leaving a hickey on it. When his hips start moving again, it’s almost… gentle. Gentle for him.
“So fuckin’ cute,” he grunts against your skin.
Katakuri
CW : food play, rough sex, praises, size kink
The Sweet Commander is not really sweet today. Driving himself mercilessly into you. Licking your chest covered with chocolate. It all started with a cute breakfast in bed; he was feeding you with some donuts, and suddenly, he took the last bite and kissed you. Starving for something more than donuts and chocolate.
The bed is creaking and with each thrust, the plate with the last donuts trembles on the mattress.
His intense gaze locks onto yours; he bites your shoulder, his sharpened teeth making you whine a little.
“You taste so good. Feel so tight.” He grunts, his huge hands firmly gripping your hips as he maintains control. His fat cock is making you squirm with each thrust and he holds you in place, gentle but always strict. “Take it, sweetie. I love how you squeeze around my cock.”
He hits deep inside of you. Controlling you. Making you feel so good, you’re almost numb. Whenever he kisses you, you melt inside, the sweet taste of the donuts and chocolate still on Katakuri’s lips.
You hold onto him, your body jolting with each thrust. It feels like he’s stretching you wide open, filling you up to the brim. “Fuck so tight around me, it’s almost unfair… for you”
He’s about to grab your legs and put them on his shoulders to fuck you even deeper, but then, his eyebrows furrow.
You move your arm to grab the last donut and gently lend it to him and he pauses mid-thrust, opening his mouth to take a bite. A low chuckle escapes his lips as he chews the donut, moving slowly inside you.
“Mh, I don’t know who’s the sweetest. You, or this donut.”
Blame it on his Haki, but you didn’t catch him by surprise at all. He knew what you were about to do. But you were so cute in his vision, so he just pretended he didn’t see it coming.
Bartolomeo
CW : bitting, slight blood, dirty talk, rough sex, slight soft sex at the end
The brightening sun is illuminating the bedroom and reflecting Bartolomeo’s big septum as he fucks you. Hard. His large, large length stretches you open, just for him. Biting your neck, your shoulders, leaving marks, bruises. Licking the little drops of blood from where he bites too hard.
You’re here, legs spread wide open with a pillow under your hips to lift them up. Bartolomeo always wants to be deep inside of you; he wants you to feel every single inch of his cock. He wants to hear the satisfying sound of skin slapping against skin.
You grab the headboard of the bed because he ordered you to do so and to not let go until he tells you to. And damn, you’re holding onto it like you were holding to your life.
Bartolomeo hands are gripping your hips tightly, holding you in place for his rough thrusts. “You like that? You like being used hard by me?”
You’re barely able to say “yes” because you can’t even catch your breath with his merciless pounding. “Good. Because I’m gonna fuck you even harder now, better grab the headboard tightly.”
One of his hands moves from your hips to your throat, applying just enough pressure to make breathing difficult but not impossible. And then he ravages you. “That’s it. Take it deeper. Every. Single. Inch. My lovely little sub.”
With each thrust, he bites you. Loving the way you scream for him. “So fucking perfect. Taking my cock so well while I choke you.”
Suddenly, without thinking, you stop holding the headboard and you trace his septum before reaching for his hair. Bartolomeo let go of your throat, surprised, even more when you finally wrap your arms around his neck, holding him tight and whispering to his ears. “Barto… You make me feel so good… I love you.”
He pauses for a second before lifting himself up slightly to see your face all flushed. You caught him off guard. Now, his heart is pounding for an entirely different reason. “Baby,” he simply says, flushed.
He leans down and captures your lips in a sudden, deep kiss. When he pulls back, he grabs your chin. “I love how sub you’re. But you’re cute when you’re taking initiative.”
As his pace slows down, his hips rolling instead of thrusting hard, he wraps his arms around your waist possessively, as if you were his most precious treasure. “Next time baby, I want you to take another initiative. I gonna lie down and you will do all the job. I wanna see you impaling yourself on my cock.”
