hi!! first time requesting throughout my whole time spent on tumblr...kinda nervous (ᵕ—ᴗ—)
but what i wanna start off with is that i love your writing and your megumi imagines are so cute!! 🥹
may i request for a feitan portor scenario where reader is paired up with him to get information from some random guy by torturing him, then reader goes out of the room for some reason (e.g. a phone call) so she says "break a leg", just a small "good luck" habit she picked up overtime. but considering how bad feitan's english (or whatever language they speak in their world) is, he takes it SERIOUSLY and breaks the captured guy's leg...
sorry if this is kind of long and specific, it was just a random thought i had while i was in class. (๑⃙⃘´༥`๑⃙⃘)
i hope you enjoy writing it (if you do accept the request) and take your time doing so, since the way feitan talks seems hard to write...
AGAIN im so sorry that this is so long since im kind of a yapper 😣 and may i please be your 🍀 anon??
oHMYGOD HIII!!! ₍₍⚞(˶˃ ᵕ ˂˶)⚟⁾⁾
yes please!! so welcome, my second anon:3 thank you so much!! i'm so happy you liked it! and omg yes... feitan, love him so much. and pleaseee idm, the more specific the better cause i'm a bit bad with less specified requests! and don't worry, i love yappers, and random thoughts, no matter how silly or crazy or random. thank you so much<3 NOT PROOFREAD !!
Feitan and you were assigned by Chrollo to take care of a difficult client's mole.
"get information off him, we need to know how much knows before we decide whether to kill him or use him for longer" Chrollo had said. The instructions were clear.
So here you were now. the basement of a house at the end of some suburbs. guy tied to a chair pleading for his life while you looked at him with a bored, annoyed expression after not having been able to get any info off him for the past 30 minutes.
"I take over now?" Feitan asks then as he hears you huff for the hundreth time in 10 minutes. His expression is stoic as always. hands in his pockets.
you looked at the guy, then back at feitan. handing over the dull blade you'd been playing with. "all yours. he's a stubborn one, but i'm sure you'll find a way to make him talk."
just as feitan stepped into the light, your phone started buzzing in your pocket. you pulled it out seeing shalnark's name on the screen. "shit, i have to take this. chrollo probably needs an update."
you headed toward the heavy steel door, but before stepping out you looked back over your shoulder. feitan was already looming over the prisoner, his shadows stretching long against the damp concrete. habit took over.
"break a leg, fei!" you chirped with a little wave before closing the door behind you.
feitan paused. he tilted his head, his eyes narrowing as he processed the words. break... a leg? usually, you were more specific about which fingernails to pull or which nerves to pinch. but he didn't question you. if that was the "good luck" technique you wanted, he was happy to oblige. he preferred the direct approach anyway.
outside you were leaning against the wall, listening to shalnark ramble about a new lead. "yeah, feitan's got it under control" you said into the receiver. "we should have the location by-"
CRACK.
a sickening, wet snap echoed through the thick door, followed by a scream so high-pitched it sounded like a dying whistle.
you winced, pulling the phone away from your ear. "wow, he's really getting straight to the point today." you murmured before going back to the call.
when you finally hung up and walked back in five minutes later the room was quiet. well, quiet except for the heavy, ragged sobbing of the man in the chair. feitan was standing there, wiping a bit of blood off his boot, looking remarkably satisfied with himself.
the prisoner's left leg was bent at an angle that legs are definitely not supposed to bend. it was a clean brutal snap of the femur.
"uh... fei?" you blinked, staring at the carnage. "what happened?"
feitan looked up at you, his expression as stoic as ever, though there was a hint of confusion in his dark eyes. "i do what you say" he muttered, gesturing to the mangled limb. "you say break leg. i break leg. he screamed lots... but he talk now."
he paused, looking at the other leg as if considering if he should do that one too. "you want other one now? or we go?"
you stared at him. the realization hitting you like a ton of bricks. he actually thought it was an order.
"no, fei... it's- never mind" you sighed, hiding a smile behind your hand. "it worked. good job"
"hm. strange request" he grumbled, pulling his cowl back up over his face. "but if you like... i do it more times" he said quietly, making you chuckle.
Chrollo was able to get a beach house for The Troupe, just using an alias for the beach house rental. It was right on the beach, you all being able to hear the water crashing as you poured into the house.
You still felt shock from your time spent on Feitan's lap in the way back, and Feitan could still taste you on his tongue under his mask. He had a devilish smirk, loving how now you both had a little secret that the other Troupe members didn't know about. Shalnark asked if you were doing alright, your expression obviously looking a bit shocked, but craving more from the little demon that was under you earlier. You stuttered out a yes, and Phinks gave you a smirk, like he knew something was up between you and Feitan, making you nervous.
The girls ripped off their cover ups, sprinting at the water, you following behind. Feitan watched from the sand, sitting on a towel, his umbrella propped up and giving him shade. It was a useful umbrella, but he sure looked edgy sitting there, reading his book. Shalnark was picked up by Uvo, making him scream, everyone laughing as Uvo threw him into the ocean with a big splash. Like a responsible dad, Nobunoga was applying sunscreen, his kimono slightly open. Chrollo found a rock to lay on, his pale skin sparkling in the hot sun. Hisoka and Illumi were applying sunscreen on each other, everyone averting eye contact as Hisoka sounded a little too pleased with the situation at hand, Illumi just rolling his eyes as he lathered Hisoka up.
As you splashed in the water, your bikini barely covering anything, you felt eyes on you. You looked behind, noticing Feitan staring you down like a hawk. Pakunoda threw a beach ball your way, and you threw it at Shizuku, Shizuku zoning out and it hitting her in the face, her glasses getting skewed. She seemed unbothered as you apologized, Machi laughing her ass off.
As night came around, Uvo and Nobunaga were grilling burgers and hotdogs, like two dad's against the world. Everyone groaned as Hisoka chose to only eat hot dogs, him making it a spectacle of downing multiple. Chrollo was sitting on a longue chair, admiring the sunset, the colors a mix of beautiful oranges, reds, pinks and blues. You walked out towards the water by yourself, admiring the sunset and the sound of the waves. That's when you heard footsteps behind you, and you turned around, seeing Feitan.
"You room tonight?" Feitan asked in his usual way of speaking, him sounding almost frustrated with you by his raspy voice that came out almost like a growl.
"Aren't you, Shalnark and Phinks sharing a room?" You asked, remembering that at least in the predicament, that you got to share a room with Machi, Pakunoda, and Shizuku, you girls taking the room with bunk beds.
"Me no top bunk with you? Tch." Feitan scoffed, annoyed. He suddenly grabbed your hand, it getting darker and darker as the sun set, him pulling you down the beach and towards these beautiful large rocks and caves not too far from the beach house. Everyone was distracted by a bonfire starting, Nobunoga playing a tune on a banjo, everyone dancing and eating smores.
"W-Wait, Feitan- Where are we going?" You stammered, remembering how strong Feitan was even with his shorter stature.
"You tease all day, only fair." Feitan hissed, as you both finally made it to the rocks, you not even being able to see the others anymore in the distance, it becoming dark, just the moonlight and stars illuminating the both of you. Feitan pinned you up against the rocks, your wrists at either side of your head, as Feitan's head hung low, obviously done with not getting pleasure in return. He looked up, his eyes glaring intensely into yours, as he leaned in, whispering the simple word, "Strip," in your ear. Your eyes widened, as your knees trembled, and annoyed, Feitan raised his knee, it pressed up against your pussy through your shorts and bikini bottoms making you whimper. He ground his knee against you, and you moaned pathetically, withering against the rock wall.
"Only fair. Strip." Feitan demanded, removing his knee, and thankfully catching you, as you almost fell. He pulled back, watching you first strip off your bikini top, and then your shorts and bikini bottoms, them pooling at your feet. You knew the sand would be annoying, but you felt you didn't have much of a choice. Feitan was a torturer after all, and the best at that. The chill night air made your nipples harden, goosebumps forming all over your body, the moonlight illuminating you and the ocean waves from a bit away. Feitan's eyes slightly widened, his long fingers twitching as he reached out. He traced the skin of your collarbone first delicately, making you shiver, his index finger trailing down between your breasts, and tracing in a circle around your belly button, him pulling his finger up between your breasts again. He looked transfixed, you not able to really read his expression due to his black bangs in his eyes and mask covering his mouth. He suddenly took his two fingers and flicked your nipples, making you jolt. Feitan just chuckled, grabbing your two nipples between his two fingers of either of his hands, twisting them, and making you moan. He removed his mask just a bit to lean down slightly, sucking one of your nipples aggressively into his mouth, his sharp teeth slightly nibbling your hard nipple, as his hand groped your other breast. Your hands instinctively tangled in his hair, his other hand coming around to hold your hips still as he gripped your waist, forcing you to experience him attacking your breasts, making you moan. He pulled back, a long strand of his shiny saliva connecting his mouth to your nipple. He looked up at you with the most lustful look you could ever picture Feitan having, you shocked as he crouched down, his long tongue darting out to lick your wet slit. You almost screamed as he shoved his whole tongue into your opening, your fingers tangling in his hair again. You would of never imagined Feitan eating your pussy, but here he was making you practically scream from how good it felt. He pulled his tongue out, licking a long strand up to your pulsing clit. He flicked it a couple times with the tip of his tongue, before wrapping his lips around the sensitive bud, sucking it into his mouth, making you orgasm, coating his face with your juices, as you moaned in a cry like scream, riding out your mind melting orgasm against his skilled tongue, your eyes rolling back into your head. He pulled back, his face coated in your juices, a sadistic smile on his face, his cock through his pants obviously throbbing from how hard he was.
"Turn around. Hands on wall." Feitan demanded, and you immediately obeyed, turning around, your hands on the rock wall. You yelped as Feitan suddenly slapped your ass, him pulling your ass up so your hips were tilted up. Your eyes widened as you heard him unzipping his pants, him freeing his cock, a bead of precum on his tip. You heard him open a small wrapper, you realizing it was a condom, him slipping it on. He pumped himself a few times, lining up his tip with your quivering opening. "Want?" He suddenly asked, his voice rough with lust. You were so out of it due to arousal, that you didn't register him asking you a question, him slapping your ass again and making you yelp. "Want or no?" Feitan growled aggressively, his cock so hard it hurt in his hand, him so desperate to push his tip inside you.
"P-Please-" You whimpered, your response cut off with your moan, as Feitan pushed his tip into your tight opening, fitting about half of himself inside you instantly, him cursing in his native tongue as he tried holding back from taking all of you in one push, wanting you to adjust to his size. Your legs shook, and you were thankful there was the wall to support you, you taking in another inch, until Feitan was finally balls deep in your tight pussy, his tip nuzzled up against your cervix. Your eyes rolled back into your head as Feitan slowly pulled out until just his tip was inside you, him immediately slamming all of himself back inside you. Your back arched as he sped up, you meeting each of his thrusts, you feeling close as you felt his cock stimulating your g spot from the inside with every slam of his hips. You couldn't hold back anymore as his slender hand reached down, rubbing circles into your clit as you started cumming around his cock, screaming out his name as he didn't slow down, even as you almost collapsed, Feitan reaching down to hold you around your waist as he approached his own orgasm, him cursing in his native tongue again with a deep, feral groan, his head dropping on your shoulder as he bit your shoulder, his cum pouring deep inside you, within the condom. You both just panted for a bit, standing there, Feitan pulling out. He zipped himself up. He discarded the condom in a beach trash bin, coming over to your shaking body against the wall. He helped you pull up your bikini bottoms and shorts, even tying your bikini top strings. Then, he suddenly picked you up bridal style, you yelling in shock, your eyes widening.
"Be quiet. I help you." Feitan hissed, carrying you back to the beach house, the beautiful beach sparkling in the light of the stars and the moon. Your heart raced as Feitan didn't let you go, even as you both approached the others at the bonfire. You had no idea how possessive Feitan was, not until now, you realizing why he always had his eyes on you after your experience on his lap, and even a bit before that.
"You finally had sex Feitan! I knew bringing condoms was a great idea! Hell, thanks to me, she got to sit on your lap and everything." Phinks cheered, Feitan glaring daggers at Phinks. Shalnark and everyone else's mouths hung open, and Feitan just carried you into the beach house.
"We both shower. No disturbing. Hate you all." Feitan growled, carrying you inside. Even with Feitan getting made fun of, he didn't seem to care, entirely focused on you. He placed you on the bathroom counter, standing between your thighs, his eyes hung low beneath his bangs, like he was shy to look into your eyes.
"Feitan?" You asked gently, and Feitan looked up almost immediately, his hands on either sides of your cheeks as he pulled you into a kiss, shocking you. It was an aggressive, passionate kiss, and pretty sloppy, but it was like Feitan was putting everything into it.
"Mine." Feitan said possessively as he pulled back from the kiss, resting his forehead on yours, him smirking slightly.
Warnings: fem!reader, mentions of kidnapping, reader has senses stripped from her (blindfold, tied up, earplugs), vibrator usage, lowkey Stockholm syndrome type vibes, punishment, edging, overstimulation
A/N: thank you @kkittycries for proofreading this for me god knows I needed it 🥲🥲
It's been who knows how long, you think it's been at least a year, maybe less since the day you were taken. Time moved so differently at first.
You were trapped in the basement with only a bucket to use and had a small, thin, worn down mattress to sleep on. You had no concept of time when you were down there. It was always dark and cold and you spent most of your days/nights crying until you were exhausted and sleep had come over you.
The more compliant you got, the more privileges you were given but even then it wasn't much.
You've asked him how long it's been but all he gives is a gruff scoff and a simple reply of "Long."
Now you've stopped asking, you do as he wants to try to please him. By now you've upgraded from the basement, to the guest bedroom upstairs. Although, when he wants you in his room for the night you stay there.
Feitan by no means is the word soft or even kind but, the longer you've stayed in the house and the longer you've done what you're told he's been in his own way nicer to you. He allows you to add some of your own food you'd like to the grocery list, you have a nicer mattress in your room, he even leaves you alone most of the time which is a blessing in itself. You still aren't allowed to leave the house other than to go out to the backyard, the fence is so high that you wouldn't even be able to climb to escape but the fresh air was always nice too. There's been a few rare occasions where you've left the house but it's always been well into the night with him alongside you.
It's also rare that you've actually been punished.
There's been small punishments like not being given food for a few days or when your mattress was taken from you so you had to sleep on the floor, but he's never taken a blade to your skin, never harmed you, he's never tortured you like he does to his victims he brings to the house.
You're grateful for that.
But.
What you're enduring now, you've never been punished like this before, if this can even be considered a punishment.
The rope bound around your wrists was tight, rough and uncomfortable. Every move you made to free yourself burned your tender skin, your movements useless from how tightly knotted the rope connected to his bedpost was, the little strength you had doing no good. He had put a blindfold over your eyes and that was surprisingly soft, you think it was a satin material but you no longer having your sight only heightened all the emotions running through your body. You were no longer able to see Feitan or see what he was doing. You didn't even know where he was in the room. You tried focusing on the only sense you had left which was your hearing, you had focused on every little sound in the bedroom but Feitan ended up taking that away from you too. Earplugs were soon put in diminishing the last sense you had.
You were completely cut off from your senses. No sight, no hearing, not even a simple touch.
The only thing you were able to feel was your impending orgasm which was continually cut short.
You didn't have a clue as to why Feitan had started this punishment. You didn't try to escape from him, you haven't tried that since the first time you were brought up from the basement. You always make sure to keep the house locked up when he was gone, curtains always drawn closed, windows locked, doors locked, you don't even go to the backyard when he's not home. That couldn't have been the reason. You were completely clueless as to why you were tied up and being tortured like this.
You clench around nothing as the vibrator pushes harder against your clit, the pressure was enough for a choked moan to leave your lips as the vibrations traveled through your body.
You can hear him scoff as he clicks the vibrator intensity up one sending you back on the edge of orgasm. Your hips rolling into the vibrator just wanting to feel release.
"You aren't meant to enjoy this." Feitan says lowly knowing you couldn't hear him, he clicks the vibrator up one more and within seconds you tip over the edge finally being able to reach the orgasm you've so rudely been getting taken away from you. Your body jerking as you let your orgasm flood your senses, wrists tugging against the rope as you cry out his name. This was the most intense orgasm you've felt and Feitan wasn't letting up as he kept the vibrator pushes up against your sensitive clit.
You were panting as you rode out your high, squirming away as best as you can from the abusive vibrator between your legs. Pushing against the bed with your feet to get away, you felt Feitan's hand grip your hip and tug you back down.
"I'm sorry." You quickly say. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." You repeat the same apology over and over just wanting to get away from the pleasure that was slowly trailing into pain. "Feitan I'm sor-"
His lips cut you off, his body leaning more into yours which put more pressure on the vibrator. You whimpered into the kiss, tears threatening to spill beneath the blindfold.
He said something to you but it just sounded muffled due to the earplugs. Your brows scrunched up in frustration because of your lack of hearing. You huffed a sigh and before you could ask what he said, you felt the vibrator pull away from you, instantly calming you down and allowing you to actually come down from your prolonged high.
Your earplugs came out next and Feitan's voice sounded louder than ever.
"Sorry for what?" Feitan doesn't necessarily joke around but you could hear him teasing you clear as day.
"I'm sorry for...what I did."
"And what did you do?" He leans down, breath fanning your face and you didn't need to see to know he had a smirk plastered on his face.
"Maybe if you actually told me I'd know! I think you're just doing this because you find it amusing!" You snap at him, frustration getting the better of you.
He doesn't reply and that alone makes you nervous. It's completely silent but you feel him shift back down to your thighs spreading them further. He slowly rakes his nails down your thigh and then up again, you think he actually might be done, hoping he got bored of this punishment he was putting you through.
Then you hear the vibrator being clicked on again.
You could feel your stomach drop as he tsks at you again.
"Well, I guess we'll just have to continue until you remember."
✦ taking feitan to the park would be so hilarious.
✦ imagine feitan scouting out the playground and a group of kids come and ask him if he wants to play with them.
✦ of course, he denies their request but you force feitan too because he would be so nice with children.
✦ at least you thought so.
✦ he started chasing them around the park at high speed and efficiency. all of them tripping on their own feet, crying and pouting that they lost to a 5'1 grown ass man.
✦ feitan would try to run away from the children but they would find him and force him to play different games.
✦ you and other mothers would sit at the bench and just eye at the pack of gremlins.
✦ "so, which one is yours?"
✦ you would smirk and point at your little devilish boyfriend while the other mothers would just eye at you.
✦ once he was finished torturing playing with the kids, you two went home where he told you all of the torture you would endure that night.
✦ and boy was it fun!
✩ — a/n ; for god help me please (imagine him just tripping on the grass and landing face flat on the grass).
-Feitan always listens when you talk to him, whether that be the long stories you ramble excitedly about or the loud and angry rants you spew covering the details of your day, Feitan is taking in every single word that falls from your mouth. At first it felt as if you were talking to yourself, especially since he's usually flipping through a book during your heated conversations, but that's just because he's a man of a few words and believe it or not, Feitan actually loves hearing your voice.
-He lets you rest your head in his lap sometimes. It was an accident when it first happened, you had fallen asleep on the couch next to Feitan and woke up in the middle of the night to see your cheek was now resting against his thigh. You cautiously gazed up to see Feitan's attention planted elsewhere, so you finally shrugged your shoulders and definitely chose to take advantage of his subtle affection.
-Feitan likes watching horror movies with you, it's his favorite thing besides thrilling documentaries honestly. The stuff he picks out is very gruesome, and If you’re into that then you both happily watch it together, but if you’re not into that then you'll sometimes bury your face in his shoulder when it gets too scary which causes Feitan to laugh quietly to himself, slyly calling you a scaredy cat as you push closer.
-There’s a lot of teasing in your relationship as well. He’ll sometimes sneak behind you and poke your back just to scare you, chuckling loudly at how jumpy you are. Or he'll sometimes call you annoying pet names that he knows will get under your skin.
-If he gets hurt from a mission, which is extremely rare, you treat all his injuries. He was very apprehensive about letting you touch him when it first happened, but after some time he allowed you to tend to his wounds once you made it clear he could trust you. Now whenever he gets hurt, he always pops up on your doorstep, eyes avoiding yours as he makes his way into your home.
-One day you asked to learn his language and he was caught off guard but also a little...excited? Much to your surprise, Feitan agreed to teach you. Of course, he started you off with easy phrases so it wouldn’t be too complicated, but he definitely is secretly proud whenever you randomly start talking to him with the words he taught you.
-You guys holds pinkies together. He didn’t want to hold hands when you asked to, so you suggested pinkies instead. He thought about it and supposed it wouldn’t be too bad or cheesy, so now you hold pinkies and sometimes Feitan himself will initiate it.
-Definietly talks in his sleep. He murmurs quietly under his breath as he lays next to you, and although most of the time he mutters things in his native language, there have been times where you catch him softly whispering your name as well.
I had some kinda funny hc's that I thought I should post about. There are like 2 gory ones so I’ll mark it down as NSFL (I’m extremely desensitized to gore smh- sorry if it’s disturbing/too descriptive). Have fun reading, here I go.
TW: My potty mouth, and some some gore ones under NSFL.
The man hates the thing, he only got a phone for two reasons. Because Shal promised he’d set the phone to use Fei’s native language, and because Chrollo told him to.
Oh- and after much research, no phones had dialect settings for Fei’s language so the man can hardly catch a break.
It's also painful to watch him use a phone, he pecks at it like a grandma.
he hasn’t passcoded it either, it's too inconvenient to stab at the screen to open it.
When it comes to using the thing he can only use the text and call function, the other basic functions go unused. To much work to read it, and he does not have the patience for technology.
Meteor city didn’t have phones like this. If there was a phone, it was some broken thing used to detonate handmade bombs. he was secretly kinda scared of phones in the beginning.
Also if he is responding to someone on text, he’s dry af- “ok” that’s all you get. If he feels like being a gremlin he won't even read what you send, just responding with “ok”
They did install google translate to his phone, a nice jester- if he knew how to fucking use it! He’d try to translate something so the others could understand, but his language uses a different lettering system and his phone doesn’t have that keyboard. By the time someone pressed the mic button so spoken dialogue could be translated he had completely lost track of the conversation and was on the verge of deep-frying his phone with rising sun. 🤣🤣
Phone: 1 Feitan: 0
The fastest way to piss of Feitan was with his phone. If Chrolo didn't require him to have one Fei would have cremated it.
Fei also jokes that he’s only friends with Shal because Shal helps him with his phone. of course, he's lying about that being his only reason, but he’ll never say that.
NSFL
Dried blood- in every crack of his phone. it's disgusting! you cant use the headphone jack because it's so full of caked-on blood. anything from the speaker is muffled by dried blood. he once needed to put his phone in rice because it was blood logged- it's nasty! Either he accidentally drops it in a blood bath twice a week, or he uses it as a torture weapon.
The only accomplishment he had done with his phone was change the background. and the photo- it's why his phone is never stolen by Phinks for pranks. it is a Trevor brown inspired fan drawing, but the artist's style is a lot more realistic than his. also a lot more graphic. Perhaps also inspired by Junji Ito as well. It's some dead lolita girl, cut pelvis to sternum, delicately coloured organs spread out over her remaining body. the colour theme was a galaxy, the room surrounding was a black-grey and the girl was pale white. if you didn't recognize the purples and blues of the organs you could have damn well mistaken this as a real photo of a corpse. Good art, 10/10, very disturbed.
The first (and only) time Phinks stole his phone, he ended up switching Fei’s background to a picture of Jesus- because whoever casually puts intense gore art as their phone background needs Jesus. Phinks was then held at umbrella-sword point until he changed his phone backgroung back the previous.
warnings - nsfw, overstimulation, slight degrading, mention of punishment, unprotected sex, reader has a vagina
request - heya!! can i request some hcs for fietan and shalnark overstimming their s/o? your blog is just tooooo cute!!
a/n - cause this is hard to do in hcs, i made it into small scenarios! i hope thats okay for you <3
feitan ☽༓･*˚⁺‧
‘p - please... no more..’ tears formed in your eyes at the overwhelming pleasure taking over you. this had been going on for almost an hour, you had lost count of the amount of orgasms the man above you had given you, instead focusing on the vibration coming from the toy strapped to your clit.
‘shut up and take it, slut.’ his harsh words sent shivers down your spine and you would’ve responded with something bratty if it wasn’t for the moans pouring out of your mouth. feitan reached over to the vibrator pressed agaisnt your cunt and turned it to the max, you let a scream fall from you mouth.
rolling his eyes, feitan slammed him hand onto your mouth in hopes to shut you up. the pleasure was to overwhelming and you didn’t think you could handle another orgasm, but you still got one..
you couldn’t help but sniffle as you looked at the man above you, grinning with sadistic pleasure. watching you twitch and moan was such a turn on to him, he wanted to see more.
‘again.’
shalnark ☽༓･*˚⁺‧
you whined as your lover slowly thrusted into you with care, your lower body writhing in discomfort. tears fell from your eyes and your jaw fell open, small squeaks and moans falling from your mouth.
‘aww, is my baby tired? you can cum again right? you wouldn’t want me to punish you now, would you?’ his tone was was one of curiosity, testing your obedience.
your eyes widened at that and shalnark let out a deep chuckle. you were always so good for him, all he had to do was threaten you with a spanking and you were an angel..
he sped up his pace and loud slapping of skin echoed throughout the room along with groans of pleasure. drool was hanging from your mouth and you wished he would just let you rest. you could feel the orgasm aproaching, bubbling up in your stomach.
with your eyes rolling back into your head, tounge lolling out onto your chin and shalnark grinning above you, your body finally gave out, flopping onto the bed
‘hmm, do you think you could do that again sweetie?’
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