Really only my mutuals asked for Salaì smut, so this one is for my closest sluts
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If you've thought about topping Salaì this one is for you
"You're so pathetic looking."
You kneel down on the bed. The naked red head under you has his arms tied around his back. You push his curly hair out of his face so you can see him better.
Salaì whines at your touch. You've teased him so much already, but you still weren't done. You sit on his lap, just in your bra and underwear at this point, and rub your hands against his chest. You move one hand up and around his neck. His moan was cut short by a kiss.
He already had some marks forming in his neck from how your mouth violated him earlier. Your hand squeezes the sides of his neck as your tongue goes into his mouth.
He moans and tries to move his body against yours. You pull his hair, breaking the kiss. "What did I tell you about moving like that."
You give him a stern warning.
Breaking out of the submissive character, he gets bratty. "The other day you couldn't get enough of it," he smirks.
You pull his hair again and he moans. He moves his arms against the rope holding them together.
This all started by you telling him that you wanted to try something called 'shibari' on him. You got him to take his shirt off and in minutes his arms were tied together with rope and he couldn't move them.
The rest has been a bit of a blur to him since you started to tease him immediately. Palming him through his pants until he left stains on them. But since you got his pants off of him, you haven't touched him there again.
His cock is begging to be touched, but you rather keep him on edge.
"I think I told you something else. Like how such a pretty boy like yourself shouldn't be moving his hips around like a slut."
"Aww, you think I'm pretty."
You grab the bottom half of his jaw and make him look at you. "Pretty enough for me to want to fuck you."
He moans again. "You're going to make my dreams come true."
You let him go and get up to grab something. You come back over to the bed with a strap on. He looks at it with a smirk. "I hope you weren't hoping for me to beg for you not to use it."
"Actually. I'm hoping for the opposite. To hear you beg for me to fuck you with it."
You grab him and have him lay on his stomach. He watches you a little confused.
You take your underwear off, dropping them to the floor and get on the bed. You place the base of the strap-on on the bed, and lower yourself down into the dildo.
Salaìs face is inches away, watching the dildo disappear into you. He moans and starts to wiggle his body. "Ungh... Not fair."
That could mean multiple things. Not fair because he wishes that was his cock, or that he wishes that was his hole? Maybe a bit of both.
"What's wrong?" You look down at him with a smirk, starting to ride the dildo. Your moan may be dramatic, but you moan as loud as you can to get him jealous.
You feel his hot breath against your leg. His whine gets louder as you fuck yourself faster. You notice that his grey eyes are locked in the scene. Watching you bounce up and down, pleasuring yourself.
"Ahh. This could be you if you were a good boy."
His body wiggles against the bed for friction. "P-please. I-I'm a good boy."
It looks like his face is getting closer so you grab onto his curly hair again, pushing his face into the mattress. "Are you? Do good boys beg? Last I checked they don't."
His whines get louder as you never stop moving. "I-I'll be good. I need it."
"Maybe if you ask nicely enough," you tug his hair back to make him look up, rather than at the dildo inside you.
"P-please.."
"Please what?"
"Fuck me. Please fuck me. It hurts."
You could see his fangs starting to poke out as well. He looked so helpless when he was begging.
"What are you to me?" You smirk, wanting to hear him say the words.
"F-fuck toy," he gasped out. He's barely been touched but you can tell he's already so close to his climax.
"Good slut," you sit up, pulling the dildo out of yourself. You felt empty but you knew this would feel much better. "On your knees"
He starts to stick his assin the air as you get the strap-on to yourself. You push his legs apart. With the dildo still being in wet from you, you slide it into him. He moans loud and spreads his legs further.
"Maybe I should use you to keep the dildo warm before I use it," you stay still once most of the dildo has disappeared into him.
He moans at the thought, then groans when you stay still. He tries to move his hips back into you but you immediately stop him.
"I thought you said you were going to be good," you growl softly. Your fingers dig into his skin. You are nowhere nearly as strong as him, but you still want him to know that you are in control here.
"Y-yes mommy," he's already panting.
"Hmm. I like the sound of that," you lean down, pressing your chest against his back. You begin to thrust your hips into him.
Salaì let out a small yelp, then immediately moans. He wishes he was laying on his back so he could watch you fuck him. He wants to watch your tits bounce with each thrust, but then wants to be able to look down and see your faux cock disappear into him. He can feel your tits pressed against you however. That was the best he was getting now and it still felt amazing.
You use his shoulders to hold onto so you can thrust faster. Listening to his whines and moans gets you to thrust harder, driving deeper into him.
"You know," you gasp. "I didn't need to prep you. Your slutty hole must get used a lot," you let go of his shoulder to grab his hair, pulling it tightly. "Do you let other men fuck you when I'm not around?" You smirk at him, even if he can't see it.
You already knew the answer to that question. You don't call him a slut for no reason.
"Ungh... I.. I....ohhh," he can't get any words out between his moans.
"I'm going to fuck you so good that no one else's cock will satisfy you."
You pull his hair out of the way to kiss his neck and thrust harder into him. Salaì's arms pull at the rope they are stuck in. His whole body squirms from pleasure.
You keep kissing him, until you start to nibble his skin, leading into sucking it to create a deep purple and blue mark. It won't last long, and it's not like a vampire bite, but it's the best you can do.
You leave multiple of these in his neck and shoulders, marking him just as a vampire would mark their prey.
Next thing you know you feel his body tense for a moment before his untouched cock lets out a load of cum.
He pants hard, never stops moaning.
You can tell what happened. You let his hair go to grab him by the throat. "Did you make a goddamn mess on the bed?" all he does is whine. "Answer me, fuck toy," your movements slow almost to a stop. You just start to rock them for your own pleasure
"Y-yes."
"You're going to have to sleep in that," you sit up, leaving his back bare. He finally rests his head down on the pillow.
Rather than holding his hips, you grab his restrained arm, pulling him back into you, making sure he takes in every inch.
He starts to whimper, and you pull him back harder. You could tell his eyes were rolling to the back of his head.
"Good boy. Remember how my cock feels," letting his arms go, your hand runs down his back before gripping his hip so you can start thrusting again.
His moans start up again. Louder each time. You hope to leave bruises in his skin, just like he's done with you.
"You would be s-so hot covered in br-bruises," you groan and start to get rougher again.
Salaì doesn't say anything in response, but you're sure he agrees. Too bad his bruises don't last long.
You can feel your movements starting to jerk as you are reaching your limit. Your moans are mixed with pants and you start to struggle with keeping the pace.
Salaì whines as you start to get slower.
"M-more.." he tries to look over his shoulder at you, wanting to watch. You make eye contact with him and immediately slam into him
"Ahh!" He winces, his arms struggle again.
You give him a few harder thrusts before stopping, panting to catch your breath. "Ohh fuck..."
Your grip on his skin lets go and you pull it out of him and lay down on the bed. Salaì's knees give out and he lays flat.
He still wants more and squirms "Ungh... let me ride you..."
You look at him, wondering how he could keep going. You give it a thought before untying his arms and letting him get on top of you. He is so happy to be able to finally touch you.
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