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𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵: All Marc wanted was to protect you. But you made it so hard by putting yourself in harms way.
• 𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: choking, forgetful reader, breath play!, unprotected sex!, degrading, pet names, p in v, sweet Marc at the end
“I hate being mean. You know this sweetheart” Marc seethed as he fucked you into his sheets. He had you on your back, spread wide with a hand on your throat.
He knew you meant no harm but god did you piss him off sometimes. So clueless, so stupid.
“Told you to lock the door, I do everything to keep you safe and it seems like you just have to throw yourself into harms way”
You shook your head in denial “I forgot m- Marc I forgot I’m sorry” you whimpered out. Your small hands wrapped around his wrists, trying to loosen the grip he had in your neck but the resistance only seemed to make it worse.
“Look what you made me do. Had to rip these cute little pink panties I bought you just because you need a lesson.” Marc huffed as he played with the ripped strings of your undies.
He was being so mean. So cruel to you as you laid there pliant and dumb with slobber pooling at the sides of your mouth.
“But don’t worry bunny, don’t worry that pretty little head of yours. I’ll make sure you never forget to lock that damn door again” he seethed as he finally let go of your neck.
You gasped out for air, your vision a little fuzzy as oxygen filled your lungs. “P- please! So close Marc” you whimpered out in defeat.
“Looks like you like me being mean to you. She just takes me so well, creaming all over my dick.” He chuckled at the creamy scene of your slick coating his cock.
Small drops of it trickled down to the sheets, a mess Steven was sure to be angry about tomorrow.
You nodded dumbly. Panting out yes yes and pleases the closer your high got.
A rough hand wrapped around your throat yet again, now his thumb rubbing up and down your pulse point in a gentle rhythm. “That’s it sweetheart, let it out” Marc reassured as tears ran down your cheeks.
“F- feels so good” you managed out as you came. Your small nails dug into Marc’s arms as you held onto him for comfort.
“I know baby, I know. Taking everything I give you even when I’m being mean. My sweet little girl” Marc cooed.
He was no longer degrading you, but rather letting you know he was there.
He wasn’t going anywhere.