Bratty Floyd all tied and eyes covered as a dildo is up on his ass, hid dick plugged and a drooling mess from the vibrators on his dick and nipples. Would be extra cute if he's sobbing from all the toys but can't get his release and that he's begging for us to fuck him to oblivion- *cough* that looks very juicy *cough*
An: Upcoming fics might be a bit short while I get back into writing
Cw: Sounding, masochism on Floyd's part, Bondage
✧ Floyd was a brat and you were aware he did that on purpose.
✧ He'd do practically anything for you to fuck him out, but irritating you was probably his favorite way.
✧ And as he typically does, he annoyed you until you snapped.
The sheets below his head were long past wet, the drool leaking out of his gag getting practically everywhere. You didn't exactly feel bad, he was the one who got himself into the situation in the first place, but his poor little whimper got you close.
"Shh..." You murdered close to his ear, stroking his sweat-drenched hair. You eased your hand down his waist, caressing the bands of red rope until you found the remote to the vibrator. You rubbed circles along his back before turning it to the highest setting.
A muffled yelp came from the eel, and he squirmed on the bed. In what could've been considered an act of mercy or an act of further torture, you gently touched the metal rod in his dick.
"Mhf..." You laughed lightly, "I know baby... Just be good." Then you took the tip of the rod and twisted it ever so slightly. He jolted again and you could hear his lungs laboring. His arms strained against his bindings, leaving soft red marks along his skin.
You wouldn't doubt he'd show them off the next day, he was always so proud of his time with you. Sometimes he was much to the public about it, but it was Floyd after all.
"Does that feel good, sweetheart?" He groaned his response, his hips still stuttering in place. "I imagine you're about ready cum, yes?" You leaned down to gauge his expression. Of course, he did, and you knew that. He mumbled helplessly through the gag, but nothing comprehensible could come out. "Hm? Nothing? ...Well if you insist." You sigh dramatically and continue your endeavors as the man on the bed silently cursed you.
