Stockholm Syndrome // E2!Cisco (Reverb) x Reader
Request: Reverb smut where he holds you as prisoner, while you’re held in the cell of his lair you act like you hate him but he can see you and him having sex in the future, so he slowly teases you until you give in?
Warnings: foul language, intense smut, E2 Cisco being an asshole but like a hot one though and also dare I say kinda sweet?? Also ANGST WOW.
A/N: there will totally be more of this plot line tbh
All you could hear was metal on metal, a constant clinging of your chains hitting the floor of the cage he kept you in. Like some kind of animal; no, worse. A slave. You attempted to kick the bars of your tiny cell, but the cuffs on your ankles only had so much give to them and you couldn’t quite reach. This made you even more angry and you let out a loud and frustrated yell. This caught Reverb’s attention. Slowly he turned to you, sans his spectacles with his usual smokey eyes. “Ladies shouldn’t yell like that.” His voice was always so low and calm, it bugged the hell out of you. You glared at him as you clutched your fingers around the bars. “Well I’m not a fucking lady.” You spat, before screaming for as long as you could at the top of your lungs. The leather-clad male simply stared at you with his arms crossed, nodding as soon as you were finished. “I can’t wait to make you scream like that for me.” His words made you blink harshly, frowning. “What? Are you gonna torture me, Cisco?” His head snapped back to you sharply. “Do not call me that. It’s Francisco, and to you it’s Reverb.” He snarled and you huffed out a sigh as you sat down on the cold floor beneath you.
“And I would never, princessa. Not with how much I’ll be pleasing you soon enough, I wouldn’t want to taint that with painful memories..” He reached his fingers between the bars to stroke your cheek with the back of his knuckles. You flinched back and made a disgusted face at what he implied. “You’re really off your rocker if you think I’d ever let you touch me.” The way you looked at him with disdain made him chuckle darkly. “Oh but you will, princessa.” he pointed to his temples and narrowed his eyes at you with a smug grin. “I’ve seen it already, and my do you have an incredibly delicious figure under those raggedy clothes.” His dark eyes roamed over your body and you felt a bright red rise to your cheeks. Why were you blushing? For God’s sake he had you in-prisoned here for three days now. But you couldn’t help it. There was something about him that was so hair-raisingly provocative that you couldn’t help but believe what he was saying. Just because you believed him though didn’t mean you’d give in any time soon. Or at least you didn’t think so.
Francisco caught the tint of your cheeks and smirked wickedly, circling your cell like a lion circling its prey. “Oh such a beautiful color on you, that blush.” He teased, trailing his fingertips against the bars softly drawing your eyes to his hand. Suddenly all you could think about was what it would feel like to have those hands on your body. What was wrong with you? Why were you having these thoughts? Reverb could tell he was breaking down your walls with the way he teased you so he kept it up. “And the way that beautiful face was contorting from the pleasure I was bringing you, mmmph.” The man bit his lower lip as he moaned, causing your heart to race a bit. He stopped directly in front of you to fiddle with his belt, that same smug smile on his lips again. Your eyes couldn’t look away from his waist, the way his fingers lazily slid the leather out of the loops of his pants. Slowly but surely he pulled the zipper down and leaned his head back, staring at you hungrily. “Now, if I bring myself to those bars, are you going to be a good little girl and suck me off? Or will I have to come ravish you wildly to get my fix?”
A shiver went up your spine at his words. Even with how much he was turning you on, you didn’t want to please him. You just wanted him to come please you. You shook your head at him, crossing your arms as you looked away from him without a word. Again Francisco chuckled a low and devious laugh. “Such a naughty girl.. I should’ve figured you’d want me to rail your brains out until you’re raw from me..” he lowered his voice to just above a whisper as he made his way to the door of your cell. You watched him from the corner of your eye. The male brought a hand up and vibrated the lock open, and you rose to your feet. Despite the warmth growing between your legs there was still a fear inside you. You’d watched this man kill and maim dozens upon dozens of people; yet you were still about to sleep with him. What the hell were you thinking?
As he approached you, you shuffled backwards. You felt the cuffs on your ankles tug again as you’d quite literally reached the end of your rope. His lips curled into a dark smirk, and it sent your heart racing all over again. He took another small step towards you and you almost could’ve sworn you saw his eyes falter when you attempted to move away again. “Y/N..” he muttered slowly. “I may be a dangerous man on many, many levels. But I’m also an honest man,” he paused and brought a hand to your waist. You’d expected him to be aggressive and angry but his touch was light. “I’m not going to take advantage of you. Under any circumstances in any way. So if you do not wish to do this, I will leave this cell right now and walk away.” His tone had softened and it made your eyebrows raise in surprise. Never in your wildest dreams did you think that Reverb had a soft side. “I-I..” you stuttered, searching his eyes for any sign of lies, but all you saw was a burning urge and a warm truth. That was enough to convince you. Instead of finding the words you simply closed the gap between the two of you and attacked his lips with your own. The immediate response made Francisco’s demeanor change back to his dominant and aggressive behavior. But you didn’t mind so much now, knowing what was just beneath the surface was a man whom still held a respect for women. That fact was just enough for you to give into his charms, not like it would’ve taken much. The raven haired man was practically trained in how to seduce a women, or so it seemed. His tongue massaged against yours and curled around it, making your knees feel weak already.
Francisco pulled you into him, snaking his arms tightly around your waist. You simply gripped the edges of his leather jacket, tugging slightly at it as he gripped onto your ass with an aggressive firmness. A small yelp left you at the sudden contact and his smirk returned. Without warning he slipped his hands past the fabric of your cotton shorts and your thin panties to cup your bare skin in his strong hands. A gasp escaped you and you broke the kiss, only to shove his jacket off his shoulders. He growled as this meant he had to move his hands and reluctantly he did so, but not before shoving your bottoms down exposing your entire lower half. You watched his eyes travel to your exposed skin and he groaned, licking his lips slowly. The sight of his tongue trailing across those lips you just wanted on your body made you let out a small groan yourself. Reverb’s eyes snapped to your own and one of his dark brows quirked up. “Is someone becoming a tad impatient?” He teased before abruptly pushing you back against the cold metal bars of your cell.
Before you knew what was even happening the meta was sending pulsing vibrations to your clit. A loud moan erupted from your throat as your body shook at the feeling. His face shined with smug pride as he proved himself right when he said he’d have you screaming. “And that’s only the beginning, princessa..” He whispered the final word into your neck before he pressed his lips to your sweet spot, eliciting even more breathy moans from you. He sent a strong flow of vibrations through your sensitive nerves as he sunk his teeth into your skin. You cried out involuntarily as your back began to arch slightly, causing your body to press against his own. Hearing him growl against your skin he now began to suck hard on the spot he’d previously bitten, turning the skin a dark and painful shade of purple. “I need you to tell me not to stop..” he murmured just for you, his fingers hovering so close to your entrance you could almost feel them. A tiny whimper left your lips as you nodded. “Don’t stop.. please don’t..” you pleaded, and his lips twisted into that same devilish grin again. In an instant he plunged his fingers into you, sending more vibrations into your core causing you to gasp. He watched your face contorting just as he’d seen in his mind’s eye. He curled his fingers in a ‘come-hither’ motion and you were close to doing just that. One of your hands traveled to his shoulder where you held a tight grip. He could feel you were close by the way your hips twitched about, and he kissed up your neck. “Don’t you dare cum yet..” he ordered and your breath hitched. Did you dare to disobey him? Part of you wanted to find out what exactly he’d do if you didn’t listen.
So you didn’t. You let the feelings of pleasure roll through your body as you orgasmed, listening to the villain growl at the feeling of your juices on his hand. Immediately he removed his hand only to smack it to your bare rear, making you yelp loudly. “You dirty little slut,” he grumbled, eyes clouded with something stronger than lust even. His words made your eyes leave his and you looked down, boy was that a mistake. Francisco’s hand came up and landed hard against the same spot again and you let out a pained groan. “Look at me when I speak to you,” he paused until your eyes met his again. “you’re lucky I’m even touching you and you deliberately disobey me?” His voice was rising with every word until he was practically shouting at you. “How fucking dare you. I knew you were a naughty girl but I never realized just how much I’d have to punish you, Y/N..” his voice lowered back to the seductive tone he’d been charming you with all along. You let out a sigh just before he spun you around rapidly so your back was to him.
He tugged at your thin shirt before letting it fall. “Remove it.” He ordered you again and this time you listened, not wanting anymore harsh marks to your backend. Slowly you gripped the bottom hem of your top, pulling it up over your head and discarding it to the side. That was the last article of clothing you had on, and now that it was gone you were left naked in front of a fully clothed Francisco Ramon. He loved that, more than he probably should. Like he had before, he circled you, now eyeing your naked body with an even hungrier gaze. “God damn you’re a goddess..” he breathed, not realizing his words were so romantic until he’d said them, and he quickly covered for his mistake. “And me a god. Together we could move mountains..” he brought his hand to his pants that had been hanging unbuttoned this entire time. Slowly he pushed them down and off, following with his boxers as his throbbing erection slapped his stomach and he hissed at the air that hit it. Without thinking you reached for his shirt, tugging it over his head, and he let you. He liked seeing that you wanted him just as much if not more than he wanted you. Again he circled back behind you and bent your body over hastily. “I’m going to make you feel things you’ve never felt before.. when I’m done with you, you won’t even remember what being able to walk feels like.” As he uttered the first consonant of the word he thrusted deeply into you. A loud and whiny cry exploded out of you at the feeling of his thick hard on stretching you out. He groaned at how tight and wet you were as he began thrusting wildly. Your hands reached out and gripped tightly to the bars of your cell.
The tanned male’s hands held your hips tightly, his dull nails just barely digging into your skin. A long string of moans and profanities lingered in the air from both of you, the constant sound of skin slapping skin drowning most of them out. He groaned and growled, never slowing his pace, only pounding into you harder and harder and harder until your entire body was rocking and writhing at his touch. He had been fully correct when he said you’d be screaming for him, because your loud cries of pleasure began to echo through the lair as he ruthlessly fucked you to his heart’s content. With another several thrusts you began to tighten around him, your body unable to take much more of this roughness. Feeling your walls clenching sent the dominant man over his edge. One final hard push into you and he came hard, hips rocking and twitching and jerking as he filled you. His hips were still for the first time in over forty minutes of relentless sex, and you panted trying to catch your breath. As soon as he pulled out of you, you collapsed to the hard ground with a small thud, rolling to your back and laying there with your eyes closed.
Your center was throbbing, your legs shook and your hips were incomprehensibly sore. Reverb stared down at you, panting himself. For a few moments he simply took you in, every inch of your body at his disposal now. But for tonight, he was satisfied. Within minutes the man walked out of the cell, and you only opened your eyes when you heard it close and lock again. Reality set back in and you were beginning to become disgusted with yourself. You drew your knees to your chest and squeezed your eyes closed, fighting the tears that threatened to spill from your stinging eyes. All you could hear in your head were the words he’d spoken to you, replaying over and over. You dirty little slut, you dirty little slut, you dirty little slut. They stung in a way that you didn’t think was possible, and lain radiated off of you like heat from the sun. In that moment Francisco had glanced back at you, seeing you in the fetal position shaking as he felt your emotions overwhelm him.
His usually dark heart sank. You’d said you wanted it, if he thought for even a second that you didn’t he never would’ve went through with it. He raced to the edge of your cell and reached his hands in to caress your back. You flinched from his touch as it shocked you, and that was all it took for the salty drops of water to stain your cheeks. “P-Please just.. go away, Reverb..” you sobbed and his heart actually felt like it had broken in two. He’d hurt you, and not in the ways he’d wanted to. He never meant for this to bring you this kind of feeling, and he frowned as he stood, grabbing the lock of your cell and ripping it clean off with his vibrations. A loud crash made your head snap up as you saw the door swing open. The male came back into the cell and vibrated the cuffs around your ankles until they shattered, freeing you. “I’m so, so sorry..” he whispered, wiping the tears from your eyes. There was real and genuine remorse in his gaze and you could feel it in the emotion he was emitting. “You are more than free princessa.” He stood and held a hand out to help you up. “But I must say, I hope you’ll return to me.. one day.” His words were soft and this side of him made your pain and regret subside. Drying eyes narrowing at him you sighed through your nose. Stalling slightly you redressed yourself before turning back to him one last time. “Thank you..” you muttered and pressed a final slow kiss to his lips. Francisco held your arms gently as a final plea for you not to leave him to his own demons, but you had to. Pulling away you give him a small and sad smile as you turned and ran out of his lair. He watched the way you hurried out and his heart fell back to its dark home.
fin
