MESS IT UP (18+)
⊰ riri w. x fem!reader
sypnosis: Riri takes it upon herself to help with your fantasies after she’d seen a tab you forgotten to close.
⚠︎: use of daddy (couldn't resist), dirty talk, poorly edited + no plot just smut, Dom!riri + sub!reader, bdsm dynamics, lotta crying, use of butt plugs + implied training, strap on usage, anal penetration + fingering. a/n: I know nothing about anal and was just ovulating when I made this lmaooo
"What?" Your brows scrunch at her admission but, Riri snickers instead of answering, "C'mon, let's pick one."
You turn back to the screen with a pout settled deep on your lips, you felt so embarrassed! Riri didn’t care or if she did, she didn’t let you know it
Your hands were shaky, palms clamming up as she laid hers ontop and guided them to the mouse, "It's okay..Pick, ma."
Embarrassingly, your thighs clenched tight to stop the irritating buzzing as you hesitantly dragged the mouse through each section until you found one that caught your eye.
You turned to Riri unsure but, she doesn't spare you a glance. More focused on imagining you with them, "This one?" she stops scrolling and points over to a pair that just happened to be a light shade of rose gold, the shell shaped in a heart. It came in a set, you sat up straighter and clicked it without a second thought.
That was nearing two months ago. Riris been adamant on every week or so, moving you up a size and changing them herself. You didn't mind, she always seemed to know what she was talking about. Now, you were on your last plug. It'd been used longer than the rest considering how much bigger it was in comparison.
The strange pressure of the egg toy kept you out of Ris lap for the time being. It was uncomfortable to sit on as is but, considering how sensitive you were adding onto riris ever wondering fingers you're more than worried you might embarrass yourself and make an even bigger mess.
That did not keep her hands off of you though. Riri couldn't help it— she liked every aspect that came with making you cum. She liked to see it, she loved talking you through it, she liked the complex expression that came on your face every time. But she lets go when you tell her you're not ready. And when you get those urges you'd try to handle it on your own, it was just never enough.
So came those moments of weakness, the plug made you feel immensely sensitive and you were still contemplating it but Riri didn’t find it fair to have you on your knees, pleasing her while denying yourself any type of pleasure.
She plucked you off the carpeted floor after you fulfilled her needs so she could return the favor, basically ripping the fabric of your undies as she pushed them to the side, just enough to expose what she was after, while you laid ontop of her.
Which meant she was going to be doing what she wanted with you. In this case, Riri wanted to play with your clit, she wanted to see your plug on display as she did so too. You happily painted that picture for her.
She settles herself between your legs as you had your back to her now, two fingers entering and exiting slowly as she rubbed her thumb side to side on your clit from behind, an immediate whimper slips from your lips and she grins, been too long since she heard the sound.
“Just what my pretty girl needed huh?”
You whine again at her taunting observation but nod, not like she was paying attention to anything besides the sounds of your pussy around her fingers, swallowing and clenching tightly with every entry, anyways.
Embarrassingly, it doesnt take much than a few more circles of her fingers to have you clenching on her knuckles, so hard she can’t hardly move, she groans— this is her favorite part. You’re cumming but this time it’s different and not just quicker…She can still feel the subtle pull which lets Ri know something was up and considering your tense pose, it had something to do with your little toy.
Her eyes flicker up. She’d miss teasing you so much she’d forgotten about the project you two had been working on. She licks her lips, resisting the urge to jut her tongue against the liquid and sees the white cream soaking the cheeks of your ass, dripping down to your thighs now and pushing the heart shaped shell of the plug further out. "Look at that, mama."
You're still out of it though, head lolling back as Riri pulls on the plug, your ectasy webbing your button, aswell as steadily dripping down your quivering thigh.
She makes contact with your neck and instantly sends goosebumps down every limb. You lift your head so she could have more access, Riri holds your waist while kissing up the side of your face, "Look at how I ruined you, my baby."
You nod coming down from your high, "It feels good." Riri coos before popping it back in with a flick of her wrist. You flinch, back arching sharply as surprised shudders left your lips.
Riris' silently observing the mess you caused on her light colored sweats, her brow raised, her jaw clenched. The worst part, you couldn’t tell if she was disgusted or somehow amused by your little eruption.
You tug on her arm until she finally looks at you but before you even say anything she disregards your whimpering completely, "Did it hurt?"
You shook your head, "No." You watch as her rough palm rubs the side of your thigh when you look back up she nods and you take it as a sign to continue. "I- I've never felt anything like that but..it didnt hurt."
"I–it felt good." You sniffle while holding her hand against your face, "I liked it.." you whispered to her before kissing the inside of her palm.
"Yeah?" Her skin tingles as wipes at the tears forming under your eyes with her thumb before responding, "Then why we crying, baby..."
You shrug, not even sure if she's paying attention because you can feel the subtle vibrations of her nail scraping back against the knob of the toy.
"Think you wanna feel it again? Is that it?”
More tears cascade down your cheeks, your tight hole clenching around the metal at the thought of Riri making you cream with her fingers.
You nod again, pushing back into her hand until your button stretched it's walls far, eliciting a shaky moan within yourself, your head tilts back.
"Yes, fuck me."
She moves your fallen coils out your face before pecking your lips, "Know I like it when you talk to me like that..."
Riri lifts you off her lap and points near the top of the bed, "..Lay on your stomach f'me."
On wobbling legs you do it without a second thought, you poke your back out, drawing her attention and earning you your first smack of the night. Riri walks on her knees right behind you, her bottom lip tucked under her teeth as she watched your ass bounce from the tap she gave.
Despite her implying for you to do it on your own, her hands can't help but to steer your sensitive figure, "Just how I like it."
She returns as quickly as she left, a shadow appearing that wasn’t there before on the sheets, you’re feeling ready for her though.
She pressed down into the center of your back until it curved into the picture perfect arch. Her hands move up your back, rubbing calloused palms over the globes of your ass, she couldn’t resist.
Her rough but loving touch leaves your brain in a cloudy state, long enough to distract you before a disgustingly wet pop sounds through the air as she smoothly removed the egg toy.
The lust flows through her veins tenfold as she watched your puckered hole clench desperately around nothing while she played with the flesh.
You roll your hips, further exhibiting how desperate you were and your desperation was nothing if not fuel to her ego.
Riri crawls over your body. Going completely quiet for a few minutes before pulling down her sweats, she shuffles with something, laying the object between your cheeks. Your eyes grow wide at the realization that it was clearly her strap, you hadn't even felt it under you earlier.
She spreads your bossoms, your hole was barely used and yet still dripping like this wasn't the first time around. "Mm, I think you ready for me, mama.". Her finger drags down and rubs at your entrance, collecting juices from the sticky mess of lips.
Your body jerks with each circular motion trying to keep up with her hand and accidentally having her dip inside, you moan still, "Soooo ready, Daddy!"
Her pillow under you collects each tear, a neat puddle littering the material. "Ooh I'm Daddy now, huh?" Riri wraps her hand around her strap, lubricating it with the juices leaking down your thigh.
You pout even though she can't see it, "Always, Daddy."
Her legs interject your own, spreading them how she saw fit before, "Well, Daddy wants your legs like this, ma."
You whimper, growing impatient by each passing second but continuing to bite your tongue to prevent anymore teasing.
Riri smirks, sliding her hand to the base of the faux before centering it with your tight button. "You do what I tell you and I'm telling you not to move, kay?"
"Okay! Please!"
"Alright, alright." Riri gathers your shirt in a fist, pulling your ass back into her until the tip enters your hole.
"We good, baby?" She pauses, the next push would break your hymen for sure and you already seemed to be struggling as you so obviously held your breath under her.
Tears break past the weakened threshold of your waterline, your body shakes and rocks almost giving out so soon, "Yes, Riri— you can do it! Please, I can take it"
She whips her hips, quickly, yanking your shirt as a distraction, but it makes little to no difference to you. Your scream still cracks in the air, your back perched awkwardly and tense as Riri kneaded your ass, "I know baby, it's gonna hurt for a min, I know."
"Ah! Hmm– Uh–huh!" Despite the sharp pain that shoots through your body, your flower never stopped it's drooling; silk & a tint bit of blood sliding and intertwining as Riri worked you into it, slowly.
Her fingers finds their way back to your clit, "Im gonna make it better though." Taunt little circles, keeping you in the mood as she gave you ample time to adjust.
Riris certain you're in shock, you still haven't formed a coherent sentence, just whining and bucking against the fabric hitch of her strap.
She knows that's you trying to deal with the high but, in the long run, after the moments over it was only going to cause more pain.
"Stop that." She grabs your waist, pushing the top half your frame down to the sheets. You shriek, trying to fight her off instantaneously.
Riri leaves your clit as she pushes all the way in. A loud smack lands to your bare bottom, a warning, irritating the skin but grounding you. "You want to get back up, baby? Wanna be good?"
You nod, bottom lip quivering as your makeup smudged her white bedsheets in the process.
She rolls her hips for the first time, letting out a groan like it was actually her dick in you. Your mouth drops as you pushed back, "mmfuwck.". Completely enthralled at the unique feeling of her dildo sliding further into your walls.
Firm hands grip the girth of your hips, she leans back and brings you up with her even though you chose to remain slouch at this point.
"Can barely move how i want—.." another smack lands and leaves you stunted, "that ass so tight, mama."
As Riri gradually speeds up her thrusts, the loud and inevitable clapping of her thighs against your ruined underside refuses to be ignored. And it only turns you on, has you breathing laboredly with every strike and simple roll of her pelvis.
Seeing that you stayed down, letting her put in all the work, Riri took advantage. Gliding down your back till her face met your neck. She clears the area of your surrounding coils, lifting it into a makeshift ponytail.
Chills go down your spine as Riri wined her hips. She pulls on your hair and your head raises with a tuft moan, gifting her access to the side of your cheek, and she could finally see all those tears profusely sliding down them.
She kisses the wet and terribly heated space of skin, not caring in the moment if your makeup would stick to her lips, she licks the salty tears before placing another peck to your jaw, "What's all these tears for, pretty?"
You sigh, turning your head to face her, your mouth opens but no words are made apparent, just shattering gasps at her every move, staring her dead in her eyes as she completely wrecked you.
As twisted as it was, Riri smiles. She was thoroughly aroused at the sight of you in tears and overwhelmed as she pushed you closer to your limit.
She knows it. So she wastes no time inviting her hand back between your sticky lips, spreading them with her index and ring before rubbing your puffy clit until you started to recoil.
It takes her all but a few swipes to have your ass desperately rutting against her, wining your hips in such an erratic way that let her know you were just on the tip of it.
Riri starts shifting away into her original position, one hand guiding you to fit her thrusts by the rough grip she kept on one of your cheeks.
You grab her makeup tainted sheets for grounding, she was about to make you cum and hard.
"Mmm, So close!" you whimper while scratching at the cloth, twitching slightly as the knot that built in your belly started to unfold rapidly.
"M'so close, daddy!" Riri hums in acknowledgment as her face begins to heat at the name, she angles her hips in a way that allowed her to press in further before pistoling and destroying your walls alarmingly.
"Fuck! Oh fuck fuc–!" Every word you said wound Riri up more, so caught up she felt as if she was on the tip of an orgasm. You can’t think straight, mouth dropping as your vision is consumed by nothing but tears pouring from your lashes and staining your cheeks.
your orgasm rocks through your body hard, blowing your fragile frame down to the bed as Riri slowed her pace holding you down by the dimples on your lower back to help you ride the high out.
She only stops when you push your hand onto her abs, a whimper slipping past cracked lips her heart dips at the sound but she at least tries to make it up by soothingly kneading the fat of your hips up to the end of your waist and back down as a means to ground you.
Riri can't help but feel cocky and a strange twinge of pride as she pressed her sweaty chest to your back, resting there until you were ready for her to move.
You were still moaning, softly but audibly. Twirling your hips as Riri kissed your neck, multiple times over before moving to your cheeks.
She pulls out unexpectedly which stirs a gasp from you as she rolls over into bed, unhitching the dildo from the strap aggravatingly and tossing it away. Seems like you've tuckered her out too. She lays directly under you, so close that your lashes were touching.
You take the initiative to kiss her back, once. And then twice and then until you couldn't help but to climb ontop of her for more, holding her shoulder down to the bed to support yourself. You could easily make out the print of her nipples under the thin material of her sportsbra pressing against your overstimulated ones.
She holds your waist, moaning into your kiss one last time before pulling away, "What do we say, mama?". Always so quick to remind you of your manners.
"T–thank you, daddy.."
I felt like this was somehow too freaky?? Mmm my fault!
also would yall forgive me if I said this is from 2 years ago….
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