𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ; Scaramouche x bottom! male! reader (No pronouns used; reader can be seen as non-binary)
𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆 ; You'll be such a good pet for me. Won't you, puppy? You'll be such an obedient little pup. Now, as your reward for being so good today, how about I give you a treat? Hm? Wouldn't that make my little puppy happy?
𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ; bottom male reader, collar & leash used, cuffs used, p.w.p (porn w/o a plot), reader is fucked against a (office) window
𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲𝘀 ; this is an office au, my LOVELY 🌹anon requested this(i lost the request though smh 🙄🙄), ITS 12 IN THE MORNING SO THIS IS LAZY, reader is down bad in this, scara is fucking 4'2 in this /j, enjoyyyy<33
SCARAMOUCHE usually made people feel so small, crumbling underneath his sinister gaze. Dear god, his gaze faltered a little when he saw the curves on your body. The way you greeted him with a smile every morning, and the way you stayed until late into the nights with him.
'' A-Ah!'' He never once thought he'd be given a chance to hear such breathy moans depart from those plump lips of yours. Such a fucked-out expression as your overstimulated chest pressed against the clear glass, making your cock twitch, precum dribbling down the insides of your shaking thighs. Your breath, ragged and uneven, showering the glass, resulting in making it foggy.
His fully erect cock pounding inside of you, making you feel every single twitch. '' You are really tryin' to milk my cock, aren't you puppy? Fuck-'' He hissed, the grasp he had on the bright blue-collar tightening. He yanked back, causing an exaggerated gasp to leave your throat. '' Gah!~ L-let me b-breath, p--lease master!'' You begged; your hands cuffed together with the white, fuzzy cuffs.
'' What did you just call me?'' He questioned, fully pulling back, your back arched with the grip he had on you. The collar was sure to leave a mark on your neck. '' Repeat it, now.'' He stopped pounding into you, tears creased in your eyes, soon flourishing down your rosy, reddish pink cheeks. '' M-Master..'' You huffed out the singular word, not expecting the grip he had on the leash to drop and move to your waist. Gripping his nails deep into your waist, deep enough to leave marks, and pushing his cock deeper inside of you.
He pulled a loud, screaming moan from your throat, your knees felt weak. Cum dripped down your thighs, mixing with the sweat that had been there. '' Puppy, don't tell me you're feeling weak?'' He taunted you, biting deeply into your neck, drawing blood. Licking the red substance, his purple eyes raised to see your reflection in the glass. '' You're such a slut. Enjoying your master's cock so much that you don't care if anyone looks up to see you? You're a good slut for me, aren't you?'' You could merely register the words that came from him, weakly nodding your head was the only response you could give him.
A chuckle raised from his throat. '' Puppy,'' He started, a devilish grin coming upon his face, '' I hope you're not tired. Cause we're not going to finish until I'm satisfied.''
When things don’t go as planned, just smile and twirl around because the universe will align for you when the time is right. Besides, what is a life worth living if everything goes only according to plans. ✨🏝
