cw: sub grell, dom male reader, desk sex, teasing, rough sex, verbal humiliation, begging, deep thrusts, slight choking, slutty behavior
a/n: well i was looking in my inbox and i found this at the bottom and i was literally looking for some grell to write sooo….
setting: the reaper office, late evening. everyone else is gone. grell stays behind to provoke you. you lock the door. she spreads her legs. the rest is inevitable.
oh~! are you here to scold me, mon chéri?”
grell sat right on the edge of the desk, lips red, legs crossed, voice purring.
“or are you finally going to do what you’ve been dying to?”
you didn’t answer.
you just locked the door.
and grell—oh, she bit her lip.
the sound of your footsteps was enough to make her squirm.
corset tight. makeup flawless. those legs in sheer thigh-highs, already parting just slightly.
all of it screamed look at me. come ruin me.
“don’t act mysterious now,” she said, voice deepening. “i know you wanna fuck me.”
you shoved her down against the desk before she could keep talking.
her back hit the wood.
her legs opened instantly.
perfect.
“ahh~ is this how you want me, darling? are you gonna punish me?”
your hand slid up her thigh—rough, firm.
and grell arched.
“ooh, so aggressive… so delicious…” ♡
“shut up,” you growled, pushing two fingers past her lips.
she sucked on them. like a bitch in heat. like she wanted to be used.
eyes lidded. lashes fluttering. tongue curling around you like she’d been waiting for this all week.
“mmhh…~ i love when you’re mean…”
you hiked up her skirt—no patience. no asking.
she shivered at the exposure.
“you’re gonna stay quiet,” you said, hand closing around her throat, “and let me use you.”
“oh my god, yes—use your little red slut~!”
and so you did.
you yanked her hair.
lifted her legs.
and fucked her hard. deep. no warm-up, no warning, no mercy.
grell screamed, and then every sound turned to breathless, high-pitched moans.
lipstick? ruined.
stockings? torn.
nails? digging into the wood.
and grell?
only saying:
“more! harder! treat me like the whore i am~!” ♡
your hips slapped against her ass, rhythm hard and steady.
clap—clap—clap.
and grell—your filthy, dramatic, perfect slut—was past the point of control.
no more witty remarks. no more teasing.
just gasps. sobs. moans high and broken.
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