Can you do a lil thing for Szayelaporro that involves purposely turning him on and edging him but never letting him get too stimulated Watching him desperately trying to hold himself together for the rest of the day and then finally letting him get what he wants at the end of the day please 😍🙏🏻
Yes! I feel like this prompt fits him perfectly <3
Szayel is known for being a bit of a hot-headed and he can become very upset at times. Upset can't even describe how Szayel feels right now.
All day, you've been teasing him. Lingering touches, pressing your body against his, your hand grazing over his cock, making him hard then doing nothing about it...Szayel has been through it all.
You've watched closely as he's been trying to hold himself together, especially around the other Espada. His brows are knitted together and he lets out a series of jumbled curses.
Your hand grabs onto his shirt and you pull him into an empty room.
"Nope, absolutely not. You will not torment me any longer," Szayel speaks up, starting to walk off. You grab onto his wrist and gaze into his eyes.
"I'm not tormenting you anymore, Szayel. Take off your pants," you demand, crossing your arms over your chest. He blinks with shock and obeys, pulling down his pants.
You step closer and run your hand over his cock in his boxers. His cock grows harder and he groans quietly. You tug on the band of his boxers and pull them down.
His pants and boxers pool around his ankle. Szayel leans against the wall as you sink down onto your knees. You take Szayel's cock in your hand and squeeze the tip.
He slightly gasps and his body jolts. You open your lips and wrap them around the red, raging head and suck. Waves of pleasure shoot through Szayel's body and he clenches his fists.
He reaches down and runs his hand through your hair, keeping it back for you. Your tongue swirls around the head and you pull away, placing a soft kiss there.
You run your fist down to the base of his cock and he groans loudly, no shame in his voice. Sinful sounds leave Szayel's mouth as you fist his cock, pre-cum leaking out from the mushroom head.
He bucks his hips forward and you let out a tiny chuckle. "Does it feel good, Szayel? To have my hand fisting your cock?" you ask, looking up at him through your eyelashes.
Szayel can't even deny it, you look beautiful down on your knees, pleasuring him.
"Just shut up and make me cum," he demands with the tug of your hair.
"Sure, whatever you want," you shrug your shoulders, speeding up the pace of your hand. Szayel groans heavily as his cock starts to twitch in your hand.
Szayel's thighs slightly tremble as the knots in his stomach come undone. He lets out a loud moan as he releases.
Cum shoots out from the head of his cock and covers your face. You lick your lips, picking up the drops of cum on them. Szayel's eyes rake over your face covered in his fresh cum and he lets out a tiny huff.
"Guess you'll have to clean that up," Szayel sighs out, patting your face before walking out of the room.
