come right on me—I mean camaraderie
nsfw, suggestive, smut, masc!top!dom!vi, fem!bottom!sub!reader, vi has a cock, inspired by a fic I read a LONG time ago I sadly can't find the name of sighhh, breeding, rough, no transgender fetishization, no ai used · guys I'm speepy
from the second vi walked through the door to the moment she ended up towering over you, you had known she was upset—just not this upset.
you stared up at her, brows furrowed ever so slightly.
she remained unmoving and studied your face, took in the innocent, cautious look in your eyes although you knew she'd never hurt you, took in the way your lips parted ever so slightly.
"I've been so... stressed."
your breath hitched.
for a moment she looked like she was going to walk away, and then "can I," a breath, "can I do anything to help? I don't like seeing you like this."
her eyes flicked back to yours, and then a silky smooth "yes" left from her mouth. a dangerous kind of acceptance.
"yeah. you can."
you hesitated. "like how?"
"like this." she turned you around and moved you to the kitchen. the marble felt cold against your skin as she pressed your head against it, her dick pressing against your jeans.
"v—vi, I—" you stammered.
"yeah?" a calloused hand carefully slid up your shirt then roughly tore it off of you. you felt yourself getting wetter and wetter by the second, and you knew your panties were definitely already soaked.
"you know I'd do anything to help you, calm down, right?" you let out shakily, backing up into her.
"fuck."
and that was how you'd ended up with your knees on the hardwood floor and her cock bruising your mouth.
at some point she'd switched from your lower lips to the plush ones above, tip sliding in and out with every wet thrust she gave.
it wasn't long before she was close, and you were a mess, pressing your thighs together yourself while tears threatened to drop from your waterline.
"I'm gonna fucking cum, I'm gonna, huh, fuck!" vi groaned and seated herself fully in your throat, spurting load after load of her thick white cum into you.
tears streamed from your eyes as you took all of her and her cum, not wasting a single drop.
when she finally loosened her grip on you, you leaned back and gulped in air like you were dying.
a soft, wet slap reverberated throughout the room after vi gently slapped her cock on your face, her pink tip only moistening your features, wet with tears, cum, and saliva, further.
"please," you begged after you'd caught your breath. your head was leaned against her thigh now, and you were looking up at vi with that familiar want in your eyes. after being together for around five years, your facial expressions were a language only the both of you could understand, and right now you were saying "fuck me."
but she knew that.
but she didn't care.
"please what?" she said, feigning obliviousness.
you whined and buried your face further into her muscled leg in embarrassment.
milky white fingers moved to tilt your chin up, and bright, expctant blue-gray eyes met yours.
"come on, you can do it." she reassured you, letting her dick press against your face in hopes of encouraging you to finally just say what you both knew you wanted.
you swallowed, looking off to the side.
"uhm, use me?... please?" she raised an eyebrow, waiting for you to keep going. "I need your cock so bad. I'll be so good f—!"
you yelped as she leaned down and pinned you onto the floor. the cold wood made you shiver, but before you could really pay any attention to the feeling the entirety of her length split your pussy wide open.
you choked up, eyes widening.
"you wanted this, right?" she started thrusting. every movement had her tip kissing your cervix, abusing the soft tissue.
"ah, ah, ah! mhh, vi, I can't take it," you sobbed, voice muffled as she pushed your head against the floor.
"yes you fuckin' can," she wrapped her arms around your torso and started rutting, "and you will. you're gonna, hah, take it all like a good girl, yeah?"
despite her filthy words, vi felt like she was losing her mind. she was exactly where she wanted to be—no, needed to be: balls deep in your pussy. it was so perfect, too: wet, warm, soft, and so fucking tight you were milking her already.
she could only keep up the façade that she'd retained her composure for but so much time, though, so it wasn't long before vi started letting out pitiful whines into the side of your neck, roughly massaging the walls of your heat with her dick. "fuckkk, gonna breed this pussy so full y'feel empty without me. jus' wanna fill you up, baby."
"mmh, yes! wanna make you a—fuck, wanna make you a daddy," you sobbed as vi continued her relentless pace, a little taken aback at the words yourself.
before you could really get embarrassed though, vi was asking for more, slamming her cock into you and grumbling "shit" and "fucking—fuck, say that again. please."
vi's pace quickened, the need to spill into you becoming more and more urgent with each sweet sound that fell from your lips.
"o—oh! I'm—fuck, daddy, I'mcummingI'mcummingI'mc—!"
your whole body tensed and shook as your orgasm took over your entire being, your nails digging angry red trails into vi's upper back. vi reacted no better, the rapid pulsing of your walls sending her right over the edge alongside you, sticky white ribbons of cum spilling into you with each pulse of her cock. you moaned as you felt you her pouring into you, breeding you. she didn't pull out once the trails of sperm that'd been spewing from her cock finally tapered off, dick staying snug inside you while she panted against your back.
"so... did you take your birth control?" she chuckled sheepishly.