whumpee waking up tied to a bed is absolutely one of my favorites because personally i would be terrified out of my mind because why a bed of all things. a chair or literally anything but a bed.
Oh my gosh guys I LOVED round 1 for zombie stage and since I didn’t get to make fanart for alien stage when it first came out, I decided to make it now!! I LOVE YOU VIVINOS!! I also posted this on my Instagram if you’re interested :3
Yandere Aventurine x fem!reader
18+ | mdni / ageless blogs / it was originally for kinktober but I ran out of time.
Lotto - EXO
tw: obsession, dubcon, praises (good girl, pet, darling, sweetheart, etc.), fingerfucking, oral (fem receiving), barely any plot / straight up down to the dirty, pls bear with me i dont know how to write these scenes so I'll do my best, not proof read.
i honestly havent written in a while and haven't really gotten any motivation for anything. ♡
i also forgot to post this so here i am a couple days before my bday writing a forgotten smut oneshot, anyways!
"W-Wait..." You stuttered, the sounds of squelching spurred louder the longer the man kept up the pace. "Don't tell me you're already close? It's just one finger and you're already done?" Aventurine sneered, the depths of his middle finger curling which causes you to squeeze him as if you're milking the man's finger for any release. The cunning IPC man pulls out, his gloved finger soaked by your sopping essence.
The sandy blonde leaned down to see the lewd image of his finger which was currently coated in sticky clear fluids. "Look at this, you're a naughty girl. I'm almost tempted to keep this up until you learn not to cum again sweetheart." Using his fingers, he outstretched the clear fluid playfully before placing his finger into his mouth to taste it. Fuck. He savored the salty taste, "You had so much attitude earlier when it came to disobeying my orders." Hell, maybe he'll give you mercy considering you weren't under his commands.
Aventurine slowly peels the rest of the standard IPC gear off, leaving little to none for people if they were to happen upon this scene alone. "Cat got your tongue?" He clicked his tongue at your lack of will to fight. All of this fighting earlier and after playing just a little, you become all compliant and whiny? Well, who is he to not refuse the way you look up at him and silently beg him to continue? "C'mon, be a good girl and spread those legs for me." Aventurine murmured, tucking a strand of stray hair behind your ear.
How can a man being callous and cunning yet so sweet? The rumors surrounding the ten cornerstones might have lucked out your confidence when you were under the orders of Ms. Topaz. If there was anyone you would work under, it had to be Topaz due to how much kinder she was in comparison to the other... unsavory members who are just as twice as cunning as Aventurine himself. Your superior had specifically said to guard this room and keep troublemakers out, mainly ones that included the name Aventurine. Orders were orders even if he was an highly esteemed IPC director, but this came from Ms. Topaz herself who was also working under Lady Jade.
And aeons forbid you dare cross Lady Jade who could instill fear within every grunt member of the IPC.
And even though it wasn't specified by an order directly from her, your manager made it clear to your squadron. Your squad who had been knocked out by one of the Ten Cornerstones and who you happen to be pointing your standard spear at. Removing the last piece of gear that covered your face, Aventurine could enjoy his meal in peace. Who knew one of Topaz's employees had such a cute face? The same face that was flushed from just one finger?
"You can't tell me you're already done when I haven't even gotten to the good part." Aventurine clicked his tongue, making a 'tsk' sound multiple times as if shaking his head at your weak will. Giving up already? Aren't you supposed to be above the average joe in terms of fighting? Sure these grunts aren't really well-trained, but you held up against him despite facing off one of the cunning members who has great luck in risking and gambling.
You're not sure what kind of insane luck this guy has, but the world seems to shine on him to his own favor. "I might ask Topaz to give you to me. I really like that face of yours." Aventurine purred, a silky yet velvety tone of his would send your body reacting into a blushing maiden's mess. "Oh?" He drawled out on purpose, taking his time and effort to tease you to his heart's content. Inserting his ring finger in, he could see the way your entire body stiffens up. It's clear to him that you've never had anyone touch you this way.
It's almost.... exciting for him to be the first and last person that will ever touch a pretty guard like this. An IPC guard having illicit relationships with their supervisor, really sounds nice to the ears. And despite how bad it is, the risks is all it might be in for Aventurine. Sure, it'll be bad. Bad for you, but not really bad for him. At most, he'll be scolded or demoted below Topaz or something. Or maybe having to work closely with Jade again, didn't really feel that bad to how much fun he was having with someone like you.
Aventurine lived for excitement, the thrills of taking a risk, and this step is no different than having his own needs fulfilled to suit his sadistic tendencies. He may not look like much other than a rich playboy who chases behind skirts, but there's more than what meets the eyes. Nobody knows what he thinks about and nobody can discern his real actions behind that pair of magenta and cyan eyes. "I can't..." You wept, your body trembling under his ministrations. "You can, sweetheart." Aventurine refused to hear you deny this, how could you deny him? He has everything you would want from a man, nonetheless.
Fame. Wealth. Power. His looks. What more could you ask for from a guy as perfect as he was? "That's it... just relax for me... You're doing so good..." He cooed, his finger destroying any semblance of differentiating between reality and a dream. Aventurine knew what he was doing, having his fair share of women who all came to him for reasons alone. And although he didn't usually do unsavory methods like these, but something about fucking his colleague's guard is actually really fascinating. Then again, it'll be at some point he'll be bored, and discard you just like he has always done so to the multitude of women who are by all means--much more gorgeous or so than you.
But hey! If anything, maybe you should be glad he picked you to fuck. Now, he doesn't have anything against you. You just happen to be the last person standing to suffer under his frustration after getting forced into a shitty deal. His magenta-cyan colored eyes carefully watched the way your words began to stutter, the moans hanging loosely on your lips, and the magnificent image of your pussy walls clenching onto him. "Looks like you were just playing me earlier, sweetheart. See how much you're enjoying this?" The sandy-haired male curled his fingers again, amused by your reaction as you cried out with salty tears running down your cheeks.
Was it the way he knew which spot to hit or was it the way of the power imbalance that was occurring between the two of you? Sweat painted your body, sending you over the board as you let out wanton moans, each sound sending Aventurine down a path of indulgence. Aeons.... He just wanted to sink right into you, whether it was your flesh or your tight cunt which was squeezing his fingers each time he thrusted. He couldn't get enough of it, not to mention the scent of sex in the air was heated and stuffy. Anyone could walk into this room and immediately know what the hell was going on at first glance. And by anyone...
A dirty thought ran through his mind, the risk sent a thrill of excitement down his body. "Be a good girl and open wide for me." Aventurine cooed, using his rich velvety voice to coax it out of you. Maybe it was the pleasure or the fact that he was using his face to work out all the problems for him because you knew you weren't going to last any longer if he kept this all up. No... no... no... you knew you were close. "W-Wait..." You were breathless, more stray tears running down your cheeks as each thrust got closer to the point of nearly coming undone. "A-Ah... Ah!" You wailed, back arching into his palm as sticky white fluids coated his hand.
Ugh... His pants felt tight, but it wasn't time yet. Not when he hasn't had a proper taste. His hands, which were much bigger than yours--slid upwards to your thighs to nudge them wider apart. To think that a mere guard like you, would have a famed person on his knees. Lucky you, huh.
Just the flick of his wrist, all risks are beneficial whether a big win or a loss that might set him back, but he didn't mind risking this for some shitty affair fun.
