okay so I know i said i wasn't writing but this has been on my head. mdni 18+. not proofread.
okay thinking about eren sitting in between your legs. your both on the bed, his back to your chest, stripped from the waist down, and your legs thrown over his in order to keep his legs spread.
he's been whining, no begging for you to let him come. however his begs have fallen on deaf ears. you ignore his pleas, opting to reach down and start stroking again. no noise in the room other than eren's whines and the sounds of shlick shlick shlick of your hand gliding up and down his cock.
his hips start bucking and his pleas start up again, "please, please lemme cum- fuckk" words slurring out as he works to make a coherent sentence.
"hold it," you respond meanly but you don't slow down. your stroking stays consistent, not making it any easier for him. you see his entire body tense up trying so hard not to cum but it's so hard. it feels too good.
"fuck, fuck, fuck, 'm cummin-nnngghhh" you stroke him through his orgasm, not stopping after he finishes painting your hand white. when he comes to the realization that you haven't stopped and have no plans to he tries to fold into himself. doing anything he can to get away from the overstimulation, but he's realized that in the position you have him in, it's impossible to move unless you want him to. he's stuck there for however long you desire and there's nothing he can do about it.
"since you wanna cum so bad, i'll make sure that you cum until you can't. okay?" you lean down and whisper into eren's ear.
Sub!Light × Mean Dom Fem! Reader = Sex tape, Pet play, Riding, Over stimulation, [ Y/N is a double agent for both L and Yagami ], Pleasure Crying, Bondage, Degrading Praise, and Pegging, and Cum Lickinv
Tags: 😌🤞, 🥴💫, 🫣❤️🔥
Inspired by my best friend's DR where she somehow ended up having in love triangle with light and L
Don't mind how messy this is its like 3 am and I'm tired lol
" That's my pretty baby.." She purred sitting back in a leather chair as her favorite bitch whined into the bone gag he had in his mouth. His hips grinding on the thick and almost shamefully long strap that sat inside him. A camera in her hand recording as she watched him began to bounce up and down on her strap shuddering ever single time he went back down. She had been wanting to this for awhile now and while at first he was shy and abit tense about the idea of having sex tapes of them when he went off on a trip with his university for a week that didn't allow visitation he very quickly agreed to it when he came home.
He shifted a broken cry coming from him as flexed against the leash that had his arms and hands tied tight together as he finally found that sweet spot inside him. Yet she wasn't satisfied with the sound. She firmly tapped his thigh twice, a signal to stop before getting him up and putting him on his back in the chair his legs on her shoulders. " You are such a fuckin mutt yknow that? " She sighed as she stuffed herself inside him making him yelp as she began thrusting a firm grip on his leg to keep him from running.
" Just a lazy ass mutt that can't help but get hard off of gettin fucked on camera. " She smirked watching as those tears of pure pleasure and droll collect around the gag began to appear. His cock hard and pratically oozing precum as she made sure the camera was on that tear stained face of his. " There's no fuckin way this fuckin slut here is Kira. " She thought to herself as she flipped him on stomach.
" Look at this face yall. You can't tell me he wasn't meant to be a girl's cocksleeve. " She laughed one hand cupping his face as the other kept his head up by his hair. The camera looking down at his rolled back eyes and tears rolling down his face. Droll dripping down his chin and whimpers coming from him as he tried to keep eye contact with those pretty eyes despite how bleary his vison was from the tears.
" Does it feel good mutt? " She asked slyly hitting on that sweet spot that made him pratically melt under her. His once insistent yet soft whimpered out whines turning into muffled loud moans and sobbing hics as she pounded him with a smirk making sure she got the perfect view of her strap disappearing into him. He let out a harsh whimper as his body tensed his cock shooting out dribble of cum yet she kept going despite it.
By the time she was finally satisfied light was shaking and twitching the floor. The front and seat of the chair covered in cum. She firmly grabbed him by his hair earning a whine of for mercy out of his hoarsed throat. She put him on his knees in front of the chair as she took the gag off of him before saying in a calm yet obviously sly tone. " Go ahead mutt. Clean up your mess. " She grinned the camera still recording as she watched him obediently lick up the spots of cum until there was none left. He sighed contently pratically purring as she cuppes his face in one of her hands looking down at him as she stroked his cheek with gentle and calmingstrokes.
💿: 𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗧𝗪𝗢 1 3 𝘸𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘶𝘨𝘶𝘳𝘶 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦. ꒰ this track is a top male!reader one, which includes: masturbation, fingering, squirting, dirty talk, praise, jealous/possessive behavior from the reader ꒱
you've felt suguru's eyes on you for the past few days. it's reasonable considering you told him you'll take it step by step and you haven't touched him once since...then. you can practically hear the insecure thoughts swimming in that pretty head of his.
satoru's rambling on about something, suguru listening in interest. your eyes slightly narrow, a smile on your face. its obvious, satoru and suguru. the constant tension going on between them, and it certainly wasn't negative. checking the time on your phone to walk towards satoru's hilarious laughs, and suguru's giggles at both his words and laugh. suguru jumps when he feels your hands on his arms.
you nod in the direction both of you go in to get to the dorms. he looks between you and satoru. "oh, uh. sorry, satoru. gotta go," suguru excuses himself, leaving diamond eyes confused.
"you looove lookin' at satoru, huh?" you mumble, hands in your pockets as you walk back to the dorms. "wha—no i dont!" suguru urgently defends himself, the tips of his ears beginning to turn pink. he doesn't notice the way your eyes narrow at his reaction.
in fact, suguru doesn't notice the little things you do at all. that's the reason it took so long for him to approach you, ending in his first experience with oral. regardless of what he doesn't notice, you will always be the same. kind and gentle, until you get what you want. that smile that seduces twenty, the eyes that look kind upon the people you first meet, those large hands that could please anybody. it wouldn't matter if your smile wasn't seducing suguru, if your eyes weren't looking at him, and if your hands weren't lightly touching his skin, fucking his adorable cunt.
and your patience would have run out if he didn't come talk to you. and just now your patience thinned when you saw those beautiful brown eyes looking at him.
you wouldn't consider yourself a jealous person, but seeing satoru, a friend, touching all over and laughing at suguru, may or may not having pissed you off a little. but, suguru doesn't have to know that. just keep his pretty head focused on other things.
suguru nervously stepped into your room, stepping to the side in stiffness as you walk in. an amused expression crosses your face. "why are you so stiff? sit on the bed, love," you gently direct him. he does as you say with adorable obedience, watching as you dig in your nightstand.
its quiet as his eyes shift from you to his legs, chewing gently on his bottom lip. "do i...taste bad, or something? or—did i not do good?" suguru questions.
you raise an eyebrow at his words, setting the same mirror from last time, and the same bottle of lube on your nightstand. "hm?" you simply answer with a sound, a slight smile on your face as you understand what he's saying. "you haven't touched me in days, i thought i did something wrong..."
a chuckle leaves your lips. "well—no, you did fantastic. and no again, because pussy doesn't necessarily have a—good or bad taste," you start to speak. "i've just been a little...pent. and i had to take care of that."
"so, you fucked someone else?" suguru says plainly, following your movement as you sit on the bed, in front of him. "i didn't say that." a chuckle leaves your lips as you move closer to him, setting his spread legs on top of yours. with a tap to his thigh, you smile at him, silently asking can i take these off?
once you receive a nod you pull off his pants, a small damp spot being visible on his boxers. "wet already? you'd think i conditioned you to get wet when you see me," you mumble, sliding off his boxers aswell.
"w—what are we doing today?" surguru looks a bit nervous as you gently touch him. "we?"
his eyes trace your hands are you reach over and grab the mirror and bottle resting on the nightstand. "not me, you. i said we were using the mirror again." pushing the handle of the mirror in his hand, you spread his legs a bit more, propping them up. the confusion on his was adorable, you couldn't help but smile. "you said you haven't touched yourself, so that's what your gonna do, baby."
suguru shifts with a small "oh." he feels your hands grip his gently, positioning the mirror to where he can see and his other hand resting on his hip. "mhm, you okay with that?"
you watch him slowly nod. "well, where—do i touch?" its clear he's nervous. suguru's never thought about it before, touching himself, he enjoyed your touch, he wasn't quite sure about his own. "its okay, i'll guide you," you reassure him, a kind smile on your face, though he can tell something may or may not be hiding behind it.
you gently grab his hand, putting his fingers right on top of his clithood. "just touch." his thighs twitch when he slides his finger down, the unfamiliar feeling of his own fingers touching his vagina felt new and slightly uncomfortable because it was so new. a smile graces your face as you see him hesitantly touch, his his glued to the reflection in the mirror.
his thighs jolt again when you slide his fingers back up, directly on his clit. "top to bottom, yeah?" he looks down at you with a nod, carefully touching his clit hood, pulling it back to reveal his clit. you whistle.
"you'd look good with a clit piercing," you mumble to yourself, eyes on his fingers. he locks eyes with you, seemingly asking you what to do with your eyes. "keep going, baby," you answer him out loud, suguru getting the memo as he hesitantly touches his clit with a little, "ah."
you watch as finger presses harder on his clit, his lips parting in a silent noise. you quirk an eyebrow as he begins to rub his clit, finger moving in a circular pattern. suguru may not notice the sparkle in your eyes, but your slightly proud of him for taking a bit of initiative. the urge to slide a finger in his cunt is overwhelming, but you ignore it, thumbs gently rubbing his thighs.
"suguru," the call of his name makes him stop, turning his attention to you. "no, no. don't stop. but, this time tell me what you feel." his face burns, skin flushed red, and ears following suit as he realizes. with a slow nod he mumbles "yes, sir" before continuing.
the smile on your face starts to grow as his movements change, you watch it become hard to watch himself, his eyes squinting and widening. you watch the movements of his fingers change. is he copying the movement of my tongue? you let out an airy chuckle. naughty boy. you watch his chest start to stutter, his breathing becoming rapid. his fingers rubbing desperately against his clit. a whine leaves his lips, his eyes closing from the pleasure. "i—i feel tense 'n my inner thighs," he mumbles, breathing heavy as he fiercely rubs at his clit.
"i can't describe it. it just feels—it just—ah!" his tongue slide along his bottom lip before its captured beneath his teeth, his fingers now rapidly rubbing up and down.
"—feel like i gotta pee!" he shouts, his back arching, completely missing the rapacious grin on your face. but despite that, despite the erection straining against the fabric of your pants. you resist, chewing on your lip before speaking in the sweetest voice he's every heard. "open your eyes, baby. i want you to watch."
you see his lips quiver, eyes watering as he hesitantly opens his eyes, directing them towards the mirror, seeing just how wet he is for the first time. his mouth hangs open, the beathy sound in the back of his throat becoming higher pitched. "cum, baby. i know, just go ahead."
it seems your words were like a release command, a mix of a moan and a scream leaves his lips, thighs quivering and jerking, his hips jolting. he his widen as he notice what he's doing. a clear liquid spraying from in between his legs and onto your lap, fierce and vigorously, he soaks your lap and the sheets. his eyes no longer able to hold onto the sight they roll back, a string of moans and girlish whines leaves his lips. suguru geto just squirted in his best friend's lap.
coming down from high it settled in what happened unlike the first time where he couldn't even form words. he shoots up, looking down in between the two of you, his pussy clenching at the sight.
the fabric of your pants, wet and your large cock imprinting in them. he swore he started to salvate at the sight of your wet cock, courtesy of him. the size of you just now starting to register in his head.
"i...im so sorry," he whispers breathily, eyes glued to your cock before he feels your hand push him back onto the bed, his eyes finally noticing the carnivorous look on your face. you grin as if your about to eat him. he gulps at your expression, the feeling he receives going straight to his pussy. "no need to be sorry. but we're not done."
"what?" you can see both the confusion and alarm in his face. "but i already—"
"you thought, during this time of me prepping you, i would make you cum only once?" you chuckle. "also, that is your fault. i wasn't gonna make you cum twice, but you, made yourself cum."
suguru gulps, his knees moving inward shin being kept apart by your body. "when i said you were masturbating today, i meant that. there's more parts to that than fiercly rubbing that pretty clit of yours."
your grinning again, no sign of mercy or remorse in your eyes. but he can't deny, it is his fault. but, he took his pleasure in his own hands. that can't be all that bad right? i mean, that's what your "training" him to do. "suguru, move your fingers lower, c'mon babe."
suguru whines before sliding his wet fingers down further, eyes watching as he dips them between his folds. his thighs jolt again. the feeling seems so foreign, especially with his hands. touching he feels a small hole. "that's your urethra, lower babe," he hears you speak and obeys. i thought only biological guys had—nevermind. he touches, whimpering he touches his wet hole.
"there you go, right there," you coo with a smile. "part your fingers, so we can see your pretty pussy, c'mon." regardless of what you say, "pretty", "pussy,"...words that would normally have him uncomfy, make him swoon when they leave your lips. they have him wet and needy, body practically begging for your touch. but i guess you have that effect.
you praise him when he does just that, his vagina in perfect view of the both of you, it makes your cock twitch. "good boy," you coo, happy he obeyed, even happier at the reaction his body makes. the very clear view of his pussy clenching and relaxing at his words leaves him embarrassed. "oh? do my words happen to turn you on?" you tease him, fully aware of what your voice does to him.
he doesn't answer earning a frown and a slightly hard tap to his thigh. "what did i say about words, suguru."
"ah. it does...it does turn me on," he mumbles, sighing in relief when he sees your face return to a smile. sometimes your change in emotions gives him whiplash. "good. do me a favor babe and slip one your fingers in this tight little snatch, yeah?"
"tight little snatch?" fuck your voice for being so hot. "okay." suguru's eyes are in the mirror, watching as he presses the pad of his finger press against his cunt. he slowly pushes the tip of his finger in, thighs tensing at the feel. you could practically see the comical spiky thought bubble above his head. 'IT FEELS SO WEIRD!!'
"it'd be nice if you spoke what you felt, like i told you to." his attention suddenly turns to you, being reminded of your previous demands. "r—right. it...feels weird." he hears you chuckle, "well, you are touching the inside of your body. im certain it does."
a groan leaves his lips as he pushes himself to go deeper, his finger rubbing against his walls. you silently laugh at his face. "that's as far as you have to go. 'member what i did thr other day?" you put your finger in the air, making the motion you did when you slid your finger in his cunt the first time.
obeying like the good boy he is, he copies you. "i don't—don't feel the pleasure from before. it doesn't feel weird, cuz there's something in me," he hesitantly explains.
"curl your finger," you say blankly, resting your hand on his pelvis, thumb catching his swollen clit. he doesn't as you say, a whimper coming from his throat as pleasure coming from his finger and from yours. "good boy, just keep slidin' up against there." he whines, continuing his own movements while he feels your thumb rub light circles on his clit, pushing back his clithood each time.
your movement get faster, the pleasures from his finger and yours start to get to him. quiet moans leaving his lips, half of them bring calls of your name.
"good. can you do that a little faster f'me?" you whisper, although he can hear the huskiness in your voice, not paying attention to the way your palming the wet fabric. "kay," he whines, pumping his finger in and out faster, his eyes having that familar look of ecstacy. and god, his clit his throbbing. he's swear it had a heartbeat as your rubbing seems to become desperate.
suguru begins to pant, feeling his walls convulse around his finger. you can tell he's close, his hips are starting to rise from the sheets and his legs are flexing, the pauses of his chest becoming large. "oh, ah! gunna...g—"
he screams when he realizes you've pulled back his clithood and pinched his clit. you pinched his clit.
although, his thoughts can't stay very focused on that as he squirts again, wetting your lap once more. he doesn't miss the groan you let out as he swears he's made you cum in your pants. his eyelids are heavy, you can practically see the hearts in his eyes as the rise and fall of his chest begins to slow.
you chuckle, "good boy."
"meanie."
comments: finally finished the second part gahh! i had so much trouble with this. also, i just realized im projecting my first experiences onto suguru😭
