Dancing for Daddy
Pairing: Roman Sionis/Black Mask x Female Reader
Summary: ((Porn with plot 🤷🏻♀️)) Roman likes what he sees when he catches you letting loose and dancing on the table.
Warnings: SMUT, Alcohol, language, Dom/Sum, Daddy, unprotected sex, oral (female receiving), choking, squirting, glove kink (bc of COURSE), and uhhhh eyeliner kink??
Rating: MATURE/18+
Word Count: 2,352 words
Note: I have been absolutely astounded by y’all’s response with the announcement!! I hope you enjoy!! // Does NOT contain Birds of Prey spoilers!
Roman Tag List (Open): @stardancerluv / @redspaceace / @darling-i-read-it / @tales-from-gotham / @vintagemichelle91 / @ladyofhellhounds / @aliasimagines / @justauthoring / @daphne-fandom-writing / @themanthemyth-thelegend / @ewanfuckingmcgregor / @taylorzunigaa / @troybcker / @ntlmundy / @21stcenturywitchcraft / @theblackmaskclub / @jokersdoll / @ryjo1992 / @highly-unknown / @nighttime2am
“Boss,” Zsasz mutters in Roman’s ear.
Roman follows Zsasz’s gaze, instantly landing on your form as you smile seductively at him from your place on the table across the club’s floor.
And it looks like he’s not the only one watching. You’ve attracted the attention of nearly everyone sober enough to notice. Your hips swaying hypnotically to the music, a low, steady bass filling the room that matches the dangerous mix of attraction, admiration, and anticipation as you, the Hostess, put on a show.
“Want me to get her down?” Zsasz asks as Roman takes a slow drink from his bourbon, eyes never leaving yours.
He chuckles as he stands and buttons his jacket, taking a moment to look away.
“No. I’ll get her down myself.”
— — —
You open your eyes as you turn your head from its place nuzzled in your raised arms, a smile blossoming on your lips as you see Roman stalking toward you.
The butterflies were instant. You know the look in his eyes wasn’t passionate rage, although it may have looked like it to everyone else with the way the crowd parted.
You know it to be what it is.
Deep,
dark,
uncontrollable
desire.
You bite your lip, adrenaline coursing as you wink at Roman before twirling around and moving slightly more slowly, bringing your hands to your body to roam. The song’s beat slowed, matching the movement of your hips.
Roman finally comes to a stop, shoes clicking loudly in the now almost silent room - the music having been lowered to a murmur.
“Darling?” he calls to you, voice light but strained with the effort to contain his desires. You knew he wouldn’t last long so you turned around.
Your eyes light up as they met his. He steps up to you and places his hands together before pulling one of his gloves off.
A shiver runs through you.
He holds it in his hand for a moment before throwing it onto the table below you.
He holds your eyes as he takes his final step to you. Instantly running his bare hand up your leg, stopping just above your knee.
“Everyone out”. He orders with a low voice, still holding your eyes.
He squeezes your leg and you had to stop yourself from squeezing them together. Your entire body so sensitive with the promise of what was to come in only a matter of seconds.
Seeing no one moving he breaks the stare, turns, and yells.
“Everyone fucking OUT!”
Everyone jumps, knowing this was their last chance.
Satisfied once the room cleared within seconds, Roman turns back to you, his eyes alight with now unhidden fire.
He is ready to eat you alive.
He keeps his hand on your leg, trailing it slowly down as he walks around the round table to the booth.
“C’mere kitten,” he practically growls. Lust dripping from his words.
Your breath hitches in your throat, your slight intoxication making everything more vibrant, more powerful.
He leans closer as you lean down, placing your hand in his as you step onto the booth, legs on either side of him.
Roman had the perfect view and couldn’t help but groan at the sight.
“Fuck, kitten. You look delicious.”
Your body tenses and you smile, wanting nothing more at that moment.
He chuckles at your reaction. “Do you want that?”
You nod quickly and bite your lip once more, containing a whine from escaping.
He teases his hand up your leg, moving slowly and keeping the pressure light.
“Use your words, babydoll.”
“Y-yes” you breathe out almost instantly.
“Come down then”. Roman smirks and you can’t contain the deep whine this time as you lower yourself to your knees on the seat of the booth. The leather groaning slightly under your body.
He looks up at you before giving you his still-gloved hand. You take the tip of the index finger into your mouth and bite down lightly, letting him pull his hand out.
He matches the movement, teeth meeting teeth with a click. His gaze follows the dropping glove next to him, his eyes holding on the glove one moment, allowing you to stroke the side of his face as he licks a stripe up your thigh in response.
Roman turns his head up at you as your hand reaches his chin and he leans in back, resting on the back of the booth. A hungry look in his black-lined eyes. All but physically drooling.
“Tell me you want me,” He commands with a whisper as he runs his hands up both your legs. Igniting every inch under his touch.
His eyes are so intense, overflowing with passion and desire - you want to look away.
Instead you run your fingers through your lover’s hair and pull the threads, making him close his eyes with a deep groan within his chest.
“Oh, babygirl.” He growls and finishes with a dark laugh.
Springing his head back up, he breathes you in before lifting your dress and diving into your covered core.
He groans once his lips touch the velvet.
“You’re so fucking wet for me, darlin,”
He pulls back and smirks up at you. You let out the breath you had taken upon feeling his hot tongue against you and bite your lip.
“All for you, Mr. Sionis”
He growls at that.
“Oh you are all mine, Mrs. Sionis.”
He peels back your underwear to the side before giving you one last look with a wink as he buries his face between your legs.
Your hands fly to his hair, your only stabilizer as you writhe against him. Soon your shaky breaths and loud moans fill the room as he begins sucking, licking, and pleasuring every intimate inch of you.
You want to savor the moment but you know Roman’s lost control. He want to bring you to the edge as fast and as hard as possible.
His tongue laps up at you as you grind your body into his face, loving the extra tingle the slight stubble on his face brings.
He peeks up at you and winks as he meets your eyes and you want to laugh but all that comes out is a gasp as he’s flicking your clit with the tip of his tongue.
You tense as you feel Roman’s fingertips flirt with your lips, your body beginning to quake as you know what he wants.
You squeeze the locks of hair you have tangled in your fingers and whine.
“Please, Roman,”
He hums a pleased laugh against you, the vibrations sending shivers through your core.
You won’t last much longer.
He pulls away to watch you as he brings two fingers to the center, teasing
Once,
Twice,
Three
times before diving in and instantly curling.
You throw your head back in a long groan but then quickly struggle to take a breath as he brings his mouth back to you.
His tongue is moving in perfect synchrony with his fingers, in and out at a fast, steady pace.
You feel it building.
He takes your clit into his mouth once more, responding to your clenching walls.
“Ro-Ro” you gasp, unable to say anything more between your hurried breaths.
Roman doesn’t even ask as he hurries his movements just enough to take all breath from your lungs and start your orgasm.
With one second of calm you take a breath, he pushes into you again, his mouth harsh and rough and
Oh GOD
“So good”
Your mantra begins as your legs shake,
“So good”
“So good”
“So...”
The wave slams into you and you pull his head in, smothering him as you let go.
He takes every drop and your senses flow back as he slows his movements and removes his fingers from you.
You open your eyes and look down as Roman takes his covered fingers into his mouth.
Groaning as he sucks, and stares into your eyes.
Satisfied, he smacks lips and runs thumb across his lips.
“You want more, kitten?”
You nod, somehow already getting excited again by the thought of him filling you up.
He drags his wet hand from his mouth and the other from its place on your thigh to his crotch.
Roman palms himself and your mouth waters.
You want to taste everything he has to offer you.
He unfastens his belt, button and zipper, and slides his pants and underwear just enough to free himself.
His cock is hard and pulsing with desire.
He meets your eyes as you finally look away from the object of your desire and he smiles widely.
“Come sit down for Daddy.”
Your eyes roll back with a shiver.
You lower yourself to his lap as you guide yourself slowly onto him, hand resting on his pelvis once you’re fully seated.
You bring your hands to his face and stare into his blue eyes for a moment - allowing you both to simply bask in the feeling of your bodies conjoined.
You grind as you pull his face to yours, catching his open mouth in a dirty kiss. A groan passes from one to the other and Roman squeezes your hips as he pulls away and nuzzles his head into your neck.
“Kitten...”
He’s warning you. If you can’t handle it you‘ll have to say it now.
But you don’t. You want him hard and rough and dirty and fast.
You dig your nails into his shoulders and he takes the cue.
Instantly he’s slamming up into you, pounding your body so hard you’re shaking like a rag doll and wildly screaming.
He angles his hips up and moves your hips in circles, dragging your clit around his body, the feeling electrifying you with every movement.
It’s all so much. So euphoric.
You know you won’t last long.
Roman goes back to jackhammering you. Causing the screams in your throat to stick and eyes to squeeze shut and roll back.
“Who’s your daddy, babygirl?”, he asks as he slows but instead mercilessly pushes as deep as he can go.
His hand glides up your throat, a gentle reminder of his possession.
“Y-you”, you gasp.
“Cmon I want to hear you scream it.” He roars.
“Who’s. Your. Daddy?”
He thrusts harder and rougher, emphasizing each word.
“Oh god, Oh Fu- You, Roman”
He’s driving into you, spurred on by your breathless words, hands now gripping your hips hard as he holds you above him, angling you perfectly so he continually hits your deepest point.
“Oh fuck, YES! Oh god, I’m all yours, Roman. All...”
He drives into you and you’re breathless. So close to the edge, only a hair away from tumbling over.
“Oh fuckfuckfuck Ro- I-“ you curl your toes and grab his hair once more, tugging wildly in feverish urgency.
He looks up at you with a wicked grin, lips still shining from your previous climax.
“You going to cum all over Daddy’s cock, Princess?”
“Oh yes! Oh PLEASE, Daddy. Please let me cum”, you sob. The ecstasy of being on the edge swallowing every feeling except him.
“You want it babygirl?” He’s breathless.
“Yes!” You cry.
“Yeah?” He’s teasing you as he lifts your body up and down. Fucking into you like a toy.
“I don’t think you do.” He growls, pushing his face to your chest to bite at your breasts through the dress.
You can’t take it.
“Yes, fuck PLEASE roman, please let me cum.”
“That’s a good girl.”
He muses, slowing again.
“Mmm. My good girl.”
He does two quick thrusts with the snap of his hips.
The hand around your throat squeezes, causing black to cloud the edges of ceiling as your throw your head back.
“But Daddy gets to cum first.”
A few more hard thrusts as your walls are clenching around him his body shaking as he continues to fuck as he cums deep inside you.
You both know what’s coming next. What he’s pulling out of you.
The pressure builds, you feel Roman groan and still before picking up a brutally fast pace. His cock slamming into yours as he buries himself in you, the sound of your bodies euphoric and pornographic as you ride his cum covered cock.
He moves his hands so one is rubbing your clit, the other on your back, tilting your body towards him.
The feelings are all too much. The pleasure overwhelming your body.
You mouth hangs open, unable to form any words.
He pushes his hand harder against your clit, rubbing so incredibly fast you can’t hold it any longer.
“Cmon. Squirt all over me, babygirl.”
The dam breaks instantly at his plea and you’re spasming over him and under his touch, his body holding you up and pulling gush after gush from you.
The high lasts - clouding your vision, the ringing in your ears, the absence of time of heaven on earth.
The shaking stops, his fingers still, and his kisses move to your body.
“Such a good girl” Roman whispers into your body between kisses as you remain mute and overwhelmed.
“Such a good girl for me.”
You eventually come down enough to run your hand through his hair. He looks up at you with complete adoration and you shiver with a laugh as he twitches inside you.
You hold his head in your hands and lean down for a kiss. Pushing your lips every so slightly rough with your lack of senses hindering your ability to finely control your movements.
You pull back, still breathless and giggle as you keep your foreheads pressed together.
“Fu-fu...”
You kiss him again. Pulling away with a drag of his lips following yours.
“Fuck.” You finally get out, blinking heavily, while you learn how to control your body once more.
“Yeah?” He pushes your hips forward, sending a groan that travels from his body to yours.
“Y-Yeah.” You laugh, as you kiss him just right this time.
Roman chuckles as he pulls away and looks at you. Eyes running over your face that just screams you were thoroughly fucked out.
“Don’t think I’m done with you, sugar.”