For the people who asked me to elaborate on bottom!cass ;) (I’ll probably elaborate more and publish an ao3 story about this too because I am a big simp for Cass)
You grin at her stunned gasp when you thrust the strap on between her ass cheeks and push her against the wall of her room.
“Now, aren’t you supposed to have manners?”, you tease with another thrust against her backside. Cassandra turns her head to the side to glare at you, but her mouth drops open and a moan slips past her lips when you reach forwards and cup her round breasts.
“Put it in already! You’re the one who wanted this!”, she complains, but you’re not about to give her what she wants just yet. It took months for her to even consider letting you use the strap on her, you want to enjoy this as long as you possibly can. “So you don’t want this? My big strap on inside of you? Fucking you? Stretching your perfect cunt?” You smirk at the small, breathless ‘Fuck’ slipping past her lips. She’s so needy for you already, you know it can’t take much more to have the big, bad Cassandra Dimitrescu moaning, squirming, begging and gasping beneath you.
“Go on, Cassie”, you coo with a taunting thrust between her ass cheeks and a squeeze of her breasts. “Pl-ease”, she eventually pleads, quietly, but you don’t mind, you’ll eventually show your girlfriend that she can submit to you vocally as well as physically. You live for the high pitched moan you hear when you take mercy on the brunette woman and finally push inside her, her warm, wet pussy stretching beautifully and tightly around your strap on as she presses herself harder against your hands on her breasts and hooks her nails in the wall. “Please-“
”That’s it, Cassie”, you encourage with another powerful thrust inside of her. It becomes clear very quickly that your waiting has paid off, sure, you remember the countless nights where you laid in bed and moaned and got off to the imagination of taking Cassandra like this, but your fantasies never did her justice. Every thrust inside of her feels wonderful, her moans and shrieks are music to your ears. Her pussy grips the fake-cock so hard every time you pull out and Cassandra’s hips grind against yours deliciously. The strap on stimulates your clit with every thrust inside your girlfriend.
You use your hold on her breasts to pull her backside flush against your front and grin when she gasps and moans even louder whenever your hips buck up to thrust inside of her. Her claws are hooked firmly into the wall, but you don’t mind as long as she doesn’t dig them into your skin.
“You’re perfect”, you praise, and it’s the truth. You can’t get enough of her smell and the feeling of her against you. Her beautiful hair tickles your face as her head is thrown back, but you don’t mind. Her skin, softer than it has the right to be, red under your fingertips. She’s rather cold usually, but your treatment never fails to at least make sure certain areas of her body are warm.
You finally find the spot inside of her that you know makes her see stars and all too happily target it eagerly, hungry to hear more breathless moans and feel her push against you desperately. “Ple-ase!”.
“That’s it, Cassie”
You hum satisfied at her breathless pleas and can’t help but press a kiss, not sweet like your usual ones, but sloppy and hungry, against her cheek. Her eyes are pressed shut and her mouth is open, you hear moans and gasps and yelps whenever you push into her just a little harder or faster.
But what really gets to both of you is when you start to powerhorse inside of her. She shrieks and bucks her hips, helpless under your fingers and around your strap. But you wouldn’t have it any other way and, for once at least, neither would she.
You notice her legs trembling soon enough. “Please…”, She begs breathlessly. You’re not about to let her fall, you know you don’t need to torment her to get what you want, not when she already presents herself to you obediently, presses her breasts against your hands and spreads her trembling legs wide open for you, moans your name and now little pleas. You fuck her hard and quick until your poor, pretty girlfriend is at the point where she gasps and moans and repeats her pleas like a damn prayer for you; “please…Please! PLEASE!”
She comes and screams, neither of you can bring themselves to even attempt to muffle your spunde of pleasure, but you don’t have enough yet. You’re drunk on her scent and the feeling of her so impossibly close to you, you adjust your hold on her breasts and continue thrusting inside.
“A-Ah! M-Mo-ah’!-More!”
You happily grant the brunette the wish. Your hands let go of her breasts and hold her hips instead. You can’t help but pull her closer and hold her tightly as you thrust upwards, harder and harder, now eager to get off as well. You’re content watching her breasts bounce a little for you with each thrust inside and feel your own wetness running down the inside of your thighs already. But you’re not done yet.
Thank you for elaborating, dear! I'm sure the bottom!Cass simps appreciate it 😏