hiya!! i love ur work soo much and always enjoy reading it! could you write some soft dom dani? it just seems very fitting for her imo!!! no worries if not, have an awesome day my friend <3
Hey there, hon! Absolutely :) it’s absolutely crazy to me how little top Daniela I’ve written in the 1+ year of near constant posts XD
Let’s get into it🙌!
Masterlists
Your breath hitches in your throat as you look at her, her hair falling down her bare back beautifully, her thighs spread as she settles into your lap, straddling your hips with a look in her eyes you're perfectly familiar with by now.
Hunger. Desire. Passion.
You shiver, feeling her fingers ghost up your sides slowly, her touch possessive. Briefly, your wrists attempt to tug against the smooth rope around them, binding them above your head. She only giggles, as though amused at your helplessness. Knowing Daniela, you're sure she is- at least to some extend.
"You're so beautiful like this, my darling...", she drawls out, almost to herself. You instinctively lean up when she moves down, her lips brushing the corner of your mouth. Again, her voice alone is enough to make your stomach clench with want, sweet, dark and seductive. "All laid out just for me. Just the way I like you, aren't you?", she coos, golden eyes taking in your form.
She rocks her hips once, slowly, and you gasp, feeling her grind down against the base of the large strap she nestled on top of you. Groaning softly, you attempt to lean up again for a kiss. This time, much to your enjoyment, she grants it.
You groan as she pushes her lips to yours messily, her dominance disguised in her usual sweetness. Her tongue is quick to push past your lips and into your mouth, easily dominating yours as her hands slide up your chest and rest just above your heart. Feeling her smile against your lips, you both feel it skip a beat, which only has her smile wider.
Again, you squirm, cheeks flushed and muscles throbbing below her. Again, she only smirks against your lips and presses another kiss to you.
"No moving yet, darling", she whispers against you, gasping as she rolls her hips again, slower this time, and the strap inside of her rubs up against the spot that has her see stars. You can only tremble, your breaths shaky as she leans in to kiss you again, voice sugary; "You're going to let me enjoy you. Understand?"
You nod quickly, but even so you know Daniela doesn't wait for an answer. She rarely does.
Another kiss comes, hungrier now, her sharp teeth catching your lower lip and piercing it. Groaning into her, you feel her hips press down more as the first drop of blood greets her. Her lips grind against yours hungrily, though lacking the hecticness that often comes from her excitement. No- she takes her time, now, draws it out, makes you crave.
Ah, and crave her you do.
You look up at her with heart eyes, taking in her flushed and beautiful form. She's grinning like a woman drunk on control and affection, looking so strikingly beautiful it takes your breath away and nearly dares making your heart stop. Pulling away from you a little, her auburn-ginger hair frames her face in her usual loose, soft curls, the golden glow coming off the fireplace complimenting her smooth, beautiful, bare skin.
Her hips move in a slow, deliberate grind, the thick strap pushed deep inside her, catching just the way she likes it. Every roll down is met with a breathy moan from her lips that has you see stars and every kiss has you lean up desperately, eager for more.
"Good...that's it, my love", she purrs, leaning down for another kiss. She moans hotly the second she presses her lips to you as if she can't help the way your body makes her feel- the way you make her feel. Maybe, she can't. After all, she has you beneath her now, warm and pliant, hers, and Black God, she is enjoying you.
"Mhmmm, you feel so good...!", she gasps, her back arching just a little. You feel one of her hands slide up to grasp your shoulder for balance, the other brushing lightly against your heating up inner thigh. Again, you feel her smile against your lips, as if pleased.
"My needly little darling", she teases, tracing slow circles across your thigh, each one a little closer to where you need it. When you whimper it's easily caught by her tongue, her lips brushing from yours and down your jaw before she gently nips at the skin just below your ear. "You like being under me, don't you, my love?", she coos, shivering as she rolls her hips again.
"Y-Yes, Dani", you gasp, a little whimper that earns you a pleased hum from her throat. Sitting back up and lifting slightly, your heart skips a beat at the soft, trembling sigh that escapes her.
Her thighs tighten around your hips as she grinds down again, slow, indulgent, the new rhythm easily making your core throb with need, too. Every roll of her hips allows you to hear the wet squelch of her pussy as she grinds down on you, her beautiful body perfectly on display for you- a reward, you're certain. She moves in a little more, her hand sliding across your inner thigh, then back up your stomach.
"You're so warm...", she moans, head tilting back slightly, her golden eyes fluttering shut for just a second. Just briefly you're reminded of her cool touch, how she contrasts beautifully against your flushed, hot skin. Shivering as she leans closer again, your stomach clenches with want at the shift of her pussy pressing hotly against the base of the strap. "You make it so easy to lose control...", she almost whines, sharp nails teasing by pressing playfully against your flesh.
"Dani...!", you gasp, face flushing bright pink, but it does little. She leans close again, shutting you up easily with a kiss that takes your breath away, her own, hot moans spilling into your mouth as she rolls her hips seductively.
Feeling you twitch below her, she smirks, thighs flexing as she bounces once, then again, then settles back into the comfortable, seductive grind she favors for the time being.
"You're so cute", she whispers, voice trembling with desire. "Every inch of you is mine, isn't it, my darling?"
You nod quickly, attempting to answer "Yes, my love", but she catches your lips first, her tongue sliding against yours, lips crashing into yours in a needy, open-mouthed kiss. Every roll of her hips drags another soft sound from you, which in turn never fails to make your breath hitch against her lips.
You feel her tremble slightly against you, her thighs shaking a little, overstimulated, almost, but she doesn't stop- she so rarely does. Panting, you watch as she bites her lip, body rocking against yours a little harder and faster, her cheeks flushed pink and with warmth. From her reactions alone you know the strap is hitting deep inside her with every bounce, slick and easy from how soaked she is already.
Your fingers twitch, wrists straining slightly as a poor attempt to free yourself, yet it only makes the redhead giggle and coo slightly, as though it's the cutest thing she's ever witnessed.
"A-ahh- my love....mh-mhmm...!", she gasps, a moan spilling from her throat as she sinks back down hard, her hips grinding in tight, desperate circles. The breathiness in her voice enough to make you feel utterly ruined, you can only pant and moan helplessly beneath her, your body used for her pleasure, wound up so tight until she'll make you loosen up again.
You can't bring yourself to cry out, to gasp, even when her sharp nails dig into your chest for balance and her body rocks harder on top of you- not with her pussy riding the strap and rocking against you, not with your eyes glued to her large, bare, bouncing breasts, her wide hips, her bobbing throat and her flushed cheeks. She moans again, brow furrowed as pleasure rolls through her in pulsing waves.
She's close.
Desperately, you can only hope this means you will get to touch her, that she's had her fun with you like this and grants you more, now. You so desperately want to be released, to touch her soft body and kiss at her chest as she toys with you, to moan and mewl for her as she holds you.
Leaning up, you let out a small, desperate little whimper, your lips parting. A silent plea.
"My sweet darling...", she coos, voice breathy and low, seducing you into giving up more and more control you never had to begin with. She leans down, her hot breath caressing your lips before her tongue darts out to do the same.
"Tell me you love me, darling", she whispers, voice soft, but firm. Her golden eyes search yours, full of the fire, longing, and something dangerous and affectionate you've come to love about her.
Your breath catches as she bites at your jaw lightly, smiling as you struggle to make out words to respond. She's playful, today, perhaps even more so than usual, and it's making your head spin and body crumble for her.
Your body jolts beneath her when her hands graze up your sides teasingly, dragging another gasp from you just as the strap drags one from her.
"I love you", you rasp out against her lips, eyes closing as you feel one hand rise and slip behind your neck, cradling it as she pulls you in for another kiss. Like this, you feel it all perfectly- every tremor that shakes her body, every hot gasp and sigh against your lips, every little groan as she sinks down fully on the strap before lifting her hips a little again.
When she pulls back, you see her golden eyes flick to yours, a smile forming at her lips as she sees the adoration swirling in your eyes and expression.
You know, Daniela is someone in need of being loved loudly, and shown just how much she's loved. You've never had a problem doing so, and your own heart flutters as she smiles, her hand stroking along your stomach almost rewardingly.
"I knew it...", she sighs, moans, as she rolls her hips again. You almost giggle, leaning up again to shush her playfully. Of course you love her. She's never doubted it, though it melts your heart seeing her enjoy being told so, every day, whenever possible.
A sound escapes her, a moan and satisfied hum at once, hips moving slower and deeper this time. When she leans closer again, her hips rolling seductively and hotly against you, you shiver. It isn't your lips she's aiming for, now.
The first touch of her mouth against your neck comes...soft, almost, just a ticklish feeling of her full lips brushing against you, warm, hungry, like a predator toying with its prey. You shiver, breaths coming out shaky, your wrists twitching helplessly. Then, a moan is dragged from you as she kisses again, open-mouthed and hungry, her tongue sliding out to taste your skin, her breath hot and ragged as she drags her teeth along the curve of your throat, perfectly bared for her.
"So warm...", she repeats, perhaps more so to herself than you. She kisses again, just beneath your jaw. "So sweet under me, my love....", she hums, voice breathy, moans slipping from her. You shiver, tilting your head back a little to give her more access.
Maybe, one would insist: you should run, should squirm, should cry out. And most of all, you should not indulge an unpredictable predator such as Daniela.
Instead, you only moan and whimper for her, pulse beating beneath your skin, inviting her in.
She bites, not hard, not messy as she often is during casual feeding. It's gentle, almost, matching the roll of her hips, and is enough to make you gasp and arch your back beneath her, hips lifting instinctively into hers. You only notice how it thrusts the strap deeper as her moans vibrate against your skin, her lips curling as her teeth dig in again, a little firmer this time, as though reminding you of your place.
Blood trickles down your throat and onto the mattress, ticklish, thick, stripes of it licked away by a greedy, warm tongue. She gasps against you as she drops down, thighs shaking by your sides.
"You're mine, little darling", she purrs into your neck, licking and biting once more, just to feel you flinch and melt below her, groans and gasps slipping from your trembling lips. "Say it"
"I'm yours", you choke out, barely able to speak around the hot tension winding tight in your stomach. Your whole body feels as though on fire, so close you're sure you could finish if only she touched you. Another slow grind comes as a reward, the strap hitting deep inside her as she rocks forwards again, holding you in place. Hearing the wet, slick and hot sound of the soaked strap moving inside of her, your toes curl and head tilts back even more.
"Very good...", she praises, lips brushing up your throat and back to your jaw, then your lips. You feel your own blood cling to her, feel it on her tongue as it darts out to taste your lips.
Opening your eyes, you just barely see her head tilt back, body arched on top of you.
Beautiful...
