congrats on 3k!!!!!! thank you for all you do!! for the event, 👀, for good ol' hawks. i'm a big fan of praised with mixed with degradation, like that sweet dirty talk coupled with him being an absolute dick at same time. teasing, but still absolute mean dom energy, dub-con perhaps?? maybe a lil bit of brat-energy from my side, but i feel like keigo would a lil relentless. hot. thank you!!!
thank you so much 💜 i’m glad you’re here, this one was a lot of fun! think it turned out well, thank you for joining the event :)
warnings: dubcon, throat fucking, degradation, orgasm denial, hawks being mean
Your jaw is threatening to lock, each thrust of his cock was edging closer to your gag reflex. Your throat is raw from convulsing and gagging, face hot with spit.
“I can’t-” you gasp for air pushing against Keigo’s thighs. The air that fills your lungs is sweet and icy, it pours in through your nose and floats out of your mouth, something you’d missed. Coughing you wipe at the spit dribbling down your chin, trembling as you go to meet his eyes.
“Aw really? I thought you said you’d be a good girl for me today?” Keigo looks down at you with mock disappointment.
“I am good.” you shoot back at him with fire in your eyes. What ached more than anything? The spot between your thighs that hadn’t been touched in weeks.
“You sure you don’t want to take just a little bit more for me?” He pouts, drawing a line across your jaw, cradling the side of your face.
You shift your knees on the ground, whining with pouty lips holding yourself back from nuzzling against the warmth he offers you. Of course you wanted to. He knew you wanted to. Letting out a frustrated huff you pull away, stare up at him with furrowed brows shaking your head and drawing your arms to cross over your puffed-out chest.
“That’s not fair, you know I-”
“Aw, my sweet little dove’s all done for the day then? You don’t even want me to play with your cunt?” His gaze shifts to the puddle of arousal oozing out of you onto the floor.
You bite back the retort swelling in your throat, chewing at your lip instead. Of course you did, you’d been waiting for tonight. But the look in his eyes pissed you off. You didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of begging pathetically for his touch. “N-no,” His eyebrow quirks, honey eyes twinkling with mischief.
A cheeky smile spreads across his face. Keigo knew better than anyone that you’d been waiting all week for this. He’d been sending you to voicemail each time you called, listening to the messages you left behind begging for him to let you cum. Brushing you off when you surprised him with a new set of lingerie after a late night at work. Even going so far as to let you grind on his thigh helplessly while he ignored you to read a book. Only pushing you off the moment your thighs tightened around him, threatening to come undone.
“That’s a shame,” he taps his cock against your swollen lips, going through the motions of listening to you while he chases his own release. He groans fucking his fist with eyes squeezed shut. You can’t help but drink him in with jealousy and flickering anger. The muscles on his lower stomach ripple with each breath, flexing, and releasing. Sweat slowly gliding down the body you want more than anything to run your hands along.
You trail your gaze up to his neck, wandering over the tufts of hair on his chin before meeting his yellow lidded orbs. You can’t stop the purr that floats out of your throat when Keigo settles his fingers on your lips, pushing them open slightly. Lolling your tongue as he glides three fingers into your wet mouth. Keigo curls them back against your throat, pulling them out thick with saliva. He spreads the spit along the length of his cock, pumping it a few times while trails slick fingers down your neck.
Your eyes flutter shut, mouth slightly open despite yourself. Relishing in the softness of hands kissing your skin. His thumb fiddles with your lower lip, hand trailing to your neck and rubbing at your scalp.
In seconds your eyes shoot open. You choke, breath fanning against his length. You try to move your head to the side to escape but his grip on your head holds you tightly in place, while he pistons into your throat.
“I can get myself off just fine with your cute little throat then.” He sings lovingly, pulling your head to meet each of his thrusts. You try to squirm away, pushing and tapping at his thighs relentlessly. Fingernails digging into his thighs and dragging down, breaking the skin. Keigo’s coo is woven with lust, his feathers ruffling as your throat convulses, pulling him in further.
“You’re too good to me, dove.” He moves rapidly against you. His balls beat against your chin, slapping with spit. Drowning out the noises of you struggling around him, with thick tears gushing out from your eyes.
Your nose collides painfully with his pelvic bone, body curling in an attempt to escape him. Your form muddles, fingers digging into him once more before falling down to your sides in defeat, mind swimming in a fog with the lack of air pooling in your lungs. His hips stutter, hands pushing your head slightly back so he can angle deeper into your throat.
“Fuuck.” Keigo purrs releasing thick ropes of cum into your mouth. The salty mix coats the back of your throat, slowly sliding down as you gag, body trembling.
“Knew you could do it. Pretty girls always can.” Keigo groans, pulling you off of his twitching cock. Falling forward you take frantic gulps of air, hands darting between your thighs to dive inside of your empty cunt, trying desperately to relieve the pressure flooding in your gut.
Your wrists are wrapped tightly together and yanked away from your dripping heat. Keigo grunts, pulling you by the hair, forcing you to stare at the blood trailing down the lines you left behind.
