Reader losing a bet against Ran. the punishment involves hexstrap 👀💜
⌇ BETTING YOUR PUSSYノ—DRABBLE
Hexstrap use, breeding, scratching, biting, slight cnc, squirting
It was a stupid bet, you told yourself. As a silly way of consoling yourself for losing. Ran was smug about it and everything, slicking back their hair and smirking down at the way you glared at her over the glass rim of your drink.
“I told you, I'd win,” Ran rasped, leaning down so their plump lips were only inches away from your ear. You could feel the way their hot breath tickled your skin, making goosebumps rise on your arms.
You scoffed, “Just say you're hungry for pussy.”
“That, too,” Ran chuckled, “Fiery, I like that.”
You gave them a dismissive look before slamming your glass down. “Lead the way.”
The arrangement was that if you won the bet you'd get them to do absolutely whatever for you for the entire week and practically have them at your beck and call 24/7— alike to a servant. When you asked Ran what would happen if you lost, they said you'd have to let them hit it. Having sex with Ran wasn't exactly your weekend plan, but desperate times call for desperate measures…
Ran’s apartment wasn't anything fancy and that didn't bother you really. You followed them to their bedroom where you saw they had already cleaned up, bed ready for you. You glanced at her.
“Oh we're really doing this?”
Ran's smirk deepened, “A deal's a deal.”
You moved closer to the bed and zipped down your dress, leaving you in your underwear. Ran whistled, checking you out from where they stood before remarking:
“That is a very… interesting choice for underwear. You were ready for this, weren't you?”
“In your dreams.” You retorted, sitting down on the bed in your bra and panties. “Besides, this isn't fair, you have to strip, too.”
Ran chuckled, “Fair point, pretty,” they stripped down, slow as they maintained eye contact with you. After undressing, they opened the bedside table’s drawer, pulling out a rather thick strap.
“Y'know what this is, pretty?” they asked and you nodded.
You watched as Ran secured it around their waist and moved in between your legs, “You wanna be bred, doll?” Ran squeezed your thigh. You gasped, low and nodded.
Ran's flesh thumb traced down your pussy lips and slowly pulled them apart to expose your twitchy slit. “Oh, my… you're gushing,” Ran commented. Your cheeks burnt red and you looked away, embarrassed. “Got so wet just thinking of my hot cum in your womb, huh?”
The hexstrap entered your pussy slowly, stretching your hole around every excruciating inch little by little before you gasped. “It's too much,” you said when it was midway inside, its purple shaft coating with your arousal and slicked.
“Oh, princess, it's barely all the way inside,” Ran gave you a dark chuckle before slamming it inside all the way.
“Too much, Ran,” you gasped, your pussy fluttering around the intrusion as you bite down at the curve of their neck to contain your moans, your sharp nails dragging down their pale back and marking your territory. “T-too much!”
Ran rammed their hips fast, the strap slipping in and out of you in fast messy strokes. You were a mess, your tummy bulging with each and every thrust as your toes curled. Your head was fuzzy with perverted thoughts and you stopped biting them, head lolling back with your mouth open. No words. Just gasps for air.
“Aw, look at you, breaking so well for me,” Ran tilted your head up so you'd make eye contact with them, “C'mon, tell me how good it feels.”
“You're so incredibly right, fuck.” Ran panted against your ear as they placed one hand on the bulge formed on your abdomen. “Gonna fill your womb up with my cum, you'd like that, huh?”
“Babies…” you slurred, drunken from her cock, “Give me… breed me…”
Ran grunted, thrusting one last time and your body locked up squirting in sync with her filling you up.
“Yeah?” Ran smiled and kissed your neck, “Nice and full for me.”