➳ naoya zenin x female reader
╰┈➤ word count; 2525
╰┈➤ rundown; mean! cop! naoya is your boyfriend now and this isn't the first time he has spent the night but something has got him angry!
╰┈➤ drabble; MISOGYNY, daddy kink (said multiple times), toxic/controlling dynamic, unprotected sex, rough sex, spit kink, breeding kink, size difference but not heavily mentioned, rough sex, dacryphilia, degradation (bitch+slut), age gap (28+20), yn has small boobs
this is a little drabble for stick around naoya
"what were you saying earlier?" naoya's chest heaves, voice a little hushed. not that he cares if your parents hear, it's mostly that he does not want to deal with any interruptions.
not right now, not when your tight little cunt is swallowing every inch of his cock.
you are sobbing your eyes out, his large hand clamped over your nose and mouth, keeping your head pressed to the sheets. you can hardly breathe.
"i can't wait to do my masters." he spits in a high pitched voice like he is mocking you entirely.
you swear he presses more weight down on your already sore cheeks. eyes frantically darting as more tears spill, every salty drop staining his skin as much as yours.
"you're lucky m'even letting you finish the stupid shit you're doing now." he huffs a throaty groan. "should knock you up, n' make you my little house wife." he intends to do so regardless.
you brought him over to get him more acquainted with your parents, he's your boyfriend after all.
this isn't even the first time he's been here but he's the only man your parents have allowed to sleep in your room. door shut and a single bed in sight.
the first time, naoya curled his teeth up in a disgusted snarl like he was in disbelief and said 'your folks are fucking braindead, who lets a man sleep in their daughter's room like this?'
then he bent you over, shoved your face into the pillow and fucked you so hard you could not form a single coherent thought. not when naoya was fucking you through your orgasm, especially not when he was shooting his seed deep in your cunt.
naoya's hips draw back to thrust deeply, your pussy stretched past her limit to take him. cream is collecting around his base and dripping down his balls. a nasty slurry of cum and stringy liquid that seeps from you.
just how long has he had you pinned under him? just how many times has his cock entered you again and again?
your bed is faintly creaking under the weight but with whatever restraint he conjures up, he manages to not send your headboard slamming into the wall.
truly if he wanted to fuck your cunt open at a voracious pace he'd make you kneel on the floor so he can do as he pleases. naoya has done it before and no, he doesn't care if your knees wind up bruised!!
your parents are down the hall, entirely oblivious to what he does under their noses.
his hand draws back from your face and you sharply inhale, body trembling.
his eyes narrow, he usually isn't this mean. "you want to be my pretty little wifey, right?" he tilts his head, he looks so angry. at what? you are not entirely sure.
naoya cups the backs of your knees, practically folding you in half and draping his heavy body over yours, all while his thick cock is being harshly fucked into your weeping hole.
"want it—mmhm." you babble, preening as naoya's face comes closer to yours. you're so dumb for him, he has destroyed you. he drives his heady cock into you with brutal force, like he is punishing you for every aspiration you voiced earlier.
your pussy is squeezing him like she never wants to let go, gushing on him like she's encouraging his mean thrusts. begging and crying for more.
you are lost in a daze, hardly stifling moans and cries cause you are too caught him in the heat of his body over yours. in the way his muscles bulge and flex and how handsome he is—why does he have to look this good? how can ever stay away?
your hands are shaking when they cup his face, sliding down to his neck as your noses and lips brush.
you're a sweet little thing, sickeningly so. it's hardly your fault, your parents sheltered you and then sent you out into the world, one with men like him. you think he's so good but naoya never claimed to be.
"cause that's where you belong. on your back and doing shit for me. but you think you're so fucking smart." he snarls in your face like a man unhinged. then his lips pucker and he spits into your open mouth, uncaring that some splatters rather than going straight onto your tongue.
and you swallow it down.
your tongue comes out to lick your lips and any residual saliva that stains your skin.
"couldn't eat in peace because of your bullshit. you think your grades matter? and your fucking parents were just encouraging your shit." naoya hisses, sucking his teeth as his hips lurch forward again, much harder, swollen cock head battering so deep you almost make your lip bleed with the way you bite down.
"you think a bitch like you should be out there? think you can handle it?" his eyes flick over your teary ones, naoya wants to tie you down and lock you away.
"oh, baby. you're just a stupid little slut, you need a real man to put you in your place. one to give you a ring and some babies to take care of. you need your daddy, don't you?" he's sin incarnate. naoya has gorgeous features and why are you thinking about how they would look mixed with yours? if he gave you his baby?
precum spurts in a hot glide from his tip, splashing against your womb. it only makes your pussy squeeze him tighter.
you find yourself nodding through broken moans, ones you can hardly contain.
when your parents met him, they approved. naoya has a reputable job, he's a well respected man and so what if he's a couple years older than you? you and naoya have so much in common! right?
if only they knew this highly regarded police officer acted like this. his broad body covering yours almost entirely, it made you feel utterly helpless. his firm, muscular chest pressing down on your smaller body, keeping you pinned.
you like it, perhaps you're not any better than him.
"daddy, please." you whine, hands slipping into his hair, body jolting with every rough pound of his hips. it all hurts so good.
"oh, fuck." naoya lowly grunts before a laugh reverberates through his throat, like you're a joke to him.
finally, after what seems like an eternity he leans down to kiss you. all rough and mean, tongue darting into your mouth with languid strokes. his eyes are open and yours are tightly shut then he takes your bottom lip between his, sucking hard enough to bruise.
"please what, baby? want me to stop talking sense into you or do you want me to fuck that useless brain right out of your skull?" his sticky balls hit your ass as he slams in from spilling cock-head to base. you writhe under him, your skin stinging from the impact but you do not run much less push him away.
your cunt clenches hard, feeling every ridge and vein of his swollen erection, his pre-cum coating your walls in excess.
"m'doing well n' i'm making em' proud." you speak through a slick web of spit pooling in your mouth. it isn't the answer he wanted. he scowls, your parents had praised you during dinner, chattering endlessly about your future career. it all sounded like nails on a chalkboard.
that's not how naoya sees you.
he wants you barefoot and pregnant, by his side. tied to him with no way out.
what business do you have being out there pretending to be independent?
his hands hurt where they hold you. his thrusts are even and deep, cock leaking and pulsing.
"what a fucking joke. you think you should be runnin' round going to lectures, trying to be a fuckin party girl. good bitches like you belong on your back, with your pussy split open, getting filled up until you're carrying my kid." he hacks a thick wad of messy spit between the valley of your barely there breasts before he crowds over you more to lick it all up with possessive drags of his tongue.
spillage seeps in a messy net around his cock and from your pulled wide hole. every spurt of pre-cum makes your eyes widen, every hot splurge makes your back arch.
you are hardly able to contain your moans, choking down every single one as naoya keeps fucking you.
pressure builds up in your stomach, his balls smacking your skin loudly and you can only hope your parents are ignorant to what is going on within the four walls of your bedroom.
"it hurts, naoya." you sob loudly, tears soaking the sheets beneath your head, "mmhngh, daddy it hurts." you warble and then your hips buck up to meet his, your body aching and craving every bit of his roughness.
"hurts? s'good. that should teach you to listen to your man instead of trying to be like every other bitch."
he captures your bitten raw lips, kissing you sweetly, kissing you like he's desperate for you. naoya nips them despite how sore they are, he hums when you whimper, his tongue stroking along yours.
even when he pulls away you try to follow, you try to keep kissing him. "you don't have to go to school or work some bullshit job. i'll take care of you—i'll keep this pussy fucked and i'll keep you fed, that's all a girl like you needs."
why are you beginning to like the sound of that? as long as you're with him.
your chest heaves, pussy clenching tighter, creaming more. "but—i like university n' my degree n—" you say in whatever means of resistance, your voice breaks, drooling as your head lolls back. the relentless pounding jolting your body.
naoya's laugh comes out cruel and loud, it only makes him fuck you harder, it makes the bed frame shift just a fraction.
"but you like getting your brains fucked out more." he can say it with absolute certainty. he doesn't have to ask because he knows. it is far too obvious. "look at you, girl. crying so much while your cunt milks my cock." he presses a sweet, gentle peck to your lips. then naoya kisses you tenderly, as soft as he can be before resuming the brutal pumps of his hips.
naoya releases your leg to instead reach down for your overly sensitive clit and rub mean circles that make your eyes roll back.
you swear it only makes you feel more, every throbbing inch of him, bare inside you. every hot spurt of pre flooding within you like a promise for what is to come.
your hands clamber on his shoulders, nails scratching his pale skin.
"daddy." it sounds different now, somehow. naoya's heart stills for only a second, callous expression softening just barely.
his thrusts sink his cock deeper, more deliberate as he nuzzles your cheek. "your daddy's right here." he coos, voice losing some of its edge but still so condescending.
he presses a soft kiss to your forehead, slimy tongue slipping out to lap at the salty trails of your tears before kissing you. slower, sweeter, open mouthed and all tongue and so incredibly possessive. naoya kisses you like he wants to leave his mark on you, inside and out.
"think you should drop out, tomorrow sounds like a good day. you can move in with me." you whimper at his words. he nods and you do too. you only cling to him harder. you claw at his skin like you cannot handle him leaving you for even a second. "you can wait for me at home, don't have to waste anymore time on exams when you can have my baby instead."
sick, he's a sick man.
you're as sick as he is.
naoya's blunt cock head prods your cervix over and over, each rough slam making your back arch as you writhe. jolts of pleasure-pain shoot through your used pussy. you can feel his pre leaking, it's always so much, warm and insistent. it is enough to make you feel so full.
"s'too deep. gonna—m'gonna make a mess." you spit unintelligibly.
"that's the point, baby." naoya likes you this way, bending so easily to his will. he rubs your clit in quicker strokes, groaning at the way you clench. "i'll knock you up so you can't even think about leaving me." not like he would ever allow it. "you'll be my perfect little wifey. cook for me, fuck for me, cry for me when i need to remind you who's in charge."
you clamp your palm over your mouth, sounds hardly muffled. the quiet room is filled with the wet noises of your pussy being fucked open, it is all sloppy, obscene and if anyone listened carefully they would surely know.
"your parents might hear how much you love being my dumb little slut." he grips you tighter, control beginning to fray as your walls tighten. "such a tight pussy, g'na fill you up with so much seed you won't be able to get it all out." his thrust grow uneven and frantic, muscles flexing as he pins you under him. owning your body with every stroke of his fat cock.
"fuck—holy shit." naoya hisses through gritted teeth, your walls clenching unbearably tight before your pussy spasms. you milk him, creaming in messy rivulets through muffled sobs.
his hips stutter, slamming in deep as he cants them forward like he is attempting to shove further but there is no where left to go. your pussy lips flush and spread at his pelvis, hole pulled wide for his cock and his balls mushed to your ass.
naoya shudders, face flushed and teeth barred as thick ropes of cum splurge from his slit deep into your womb.
your body rocking up to meet his at the sensation of heated shots of cum. naoya waits for a second, drawing his cock back midway before slamming so hard you shriek.
he keeps you plugged full of his seed, dropping more of his weight onto you. somehow, the way he borderline crushes you is comforting.
your chest is heaving as you uncover your mouth and naoya leans down to pepper kisses all over your face. "this pussy's so good for me."
you cling to him like he is the only thing keeping you afloat. it's the only way naoya wants you, dependent on him. you don't need to think, just look at him, he'll do it all for you.
"that's my baby." his breaths are still laboured, and once more he fucks his hips like he has a point to prove as he sloshes his seed and pushes it deeper. "you feel that? s'your future right there—swollen belly, waiting for daddy to come home and fuck you senseless."
you hum, nodding.
when naoya smiles down at you, it's all worth it. he kisses you again, slow and deep. he threads his fingers through your hair to caress you softly.
you'll stick around.
yk the naoya slander is insanely valid but people on tiktok take it sooo far. he's NOT REAL !!