Delicate Denial - Enjin x Gn!Reader
Enjin x Gn!Reader - MDI.
CW: Sub!Enjin, Dom!Reader, Latex, Choking, Consensual (duh), Rough, Puppyplay, (Aftercare, if u squint), uh... don't like, don't read :>
His bated breath came out in little huffs, sweat dripping down his tattooed chest while he looked up. Fuck. He continued to thrust his frustrated cock into his sweaty palm while panting heavily. Usually, Enjin would’ve had to stop already but he couldn’t even think about following orders right now. His head felt so fuzzy, his eyes were blurry and he was, frankly said, somewhere where he couldn’t even hear their words. As a result, Enjin couldn’t care less about the fact that he was kneeling on the cold floor while fisting his angry, red cock and nearly sobbing because he was so close. I’m nearly there, I’m so close, I-
Until a harsh, leathern slap to his chest freed him from his flurry of egoistical thoughts, hitting his already hard and throbbing nipples again and again with more rage. Enjin released a crying moan while tears of frustration nearly dared to spill out. “Remove your hand”, a harsh voice reminded him. “Can I… please? It’s been so long, please, I will do everythi-”
But the person in front of him just shot him a sadistic smile, and he immediately knew that all his begging would be futile. “You know how we play, puppy. Hands off, if you ever want to cum again.” Enjin choked back a frustrated sob, nodding his head, and removed his hand like the good boy he was. The person in front of him descended to the ground, closer to him, to take his heated face into their hand and give him a loving kiss.
“Good job, my sweet boy.” Yeah, he was absolutely doomed, knowing damn well that he would do it again immediately for them. He took a deep breath and gave them a tired smile, trying to grab their waist while leaning in for another kiss. And fuck, his hot tongue was melting against their cool mouth, his greedy fingers trying to grab whatever was close to him. Usually, they wouldn’t get him this worked up, but in Enjin’s defence, it’s been nearly a month since he last climaxed properly without any ruin. Their gloved hands – God, did Enjin enjoy the feeling of latex on his skin – explored his chest again and gently twisted and pulled on his hard nipples. As a result, he just couldn’t help but moan into the lewd kiss, whereas his cock, which was still hard, mind you, rubbed against their latex stockings. No doubt, they were genuinely playing with Enjin’s head, having him try to find friction by rubbing his angry red tip against the smooth, warm material. And although he was reduced to nothing more than a horny dog, he loved these moments of closure and pleasure.
“Who allowed you to fuck my leg, Enjin?” He felt caught but couldn’t help but pant a strained “…nobody, sir” when he felt their hand come down onto his nipples. Hard. Enjin really had to grit his teeth otherwise he would’ve cum without their permission. As a result, the initial smile vanished from their partners face as they sat back and opened their legs. “You know what to do, don’t you?” Enjin nodded obediently, of course he did.
He started to lap at his partner, like a dog starving to drink water from his bowl. His tongue piercing, thereby tracing their partners' most sensitive spot, he was a good boy after all. When Enjin noticed the first gasp, he immediate reaction of knowing that his partner was feeling good – that HE was making them feel good – made Enjin proud to an undefinable extent. They both spent a high amount of time to make sure they would know what their partner likes, and Enjin loved their reaction to him, making them feel good. It was only until he started using his fingers as well that a gloved hand came down to his cheek and pulled him up, nearly gently. Enjin felt feverish while looking into their eyes, feeling flustered by the amount of lust seeping from their hot gaze. “I need you to put that useless dick to work. Can you do that for me, puppy?”
He nearly came on spot. Instead, however, Enjin nodded pathetically fast, nearly tumbling over out of excitement. Furthermore, the gloved hand that cradled him so gently just seconds ago, then pushed him onto his back and crawled over him like a cat in heat. Enjin felt the latex on his cock once again, their hand giving him a few lazy strokes until they aligned their hole with it. Admittedly, Enjin had hoped that he would at least have an ounce of control tonight, but this is the first time he’d have sex with his partner after nearly two months. Before he could enter them, however, he felt how snug ring was pulled to the base of his rather large cock and some cold lube on top of him. He let out another bated breath, a little shaky with excitement. He looked up to their partner, their body towering over him, glistening in the low light of their playroom lamp. Shiny latex-gloved hands on his heaving chest while their latex-stocking thighs were on either side of his hot body. What a sight. They sank down to the base, letting out a loud, and a by Enjin greatly anticipated moan while they pinched his hard nipples again. He felt feverish again while trying to buck his hips only to be met with another slap to his already sore nipples. “Good boys wait for their treat, mutt.” He could only nod again and whisper another “I’m sorry sir”, when was met with burning pleasure by their partner finally moving their hip.
The noises were downright sinful, the hot squelching and the heavenly sounds their partner let out making him consider to pray to something in this moment. “Whatever- ahh… - you’re thinking about – hnnhhnn… - stop this immediately” They let out another moan, while their hips came down onto Enjin’s harsh. The tempo was rough, their gloved hands once again seeking his nipples and pulling them again, and Enjin could only whimper from the feeling. “Harder, please sir. I can – ah…- I can take it!”
And with that, a gloved hand came down on his neck and pressed on the exact points that had Enjin see stars. “Come on puppy, fuck me good.” Although any form of reason was already long gone, Enjin could feel himself sink even deeper and just began to thrust upwards. Their eyes were wide open, their mouth agape and their body corresponding accordingly when Enjin began to take up the tempo to fuck their partner, their body falling a little forward. He used the momentum to grab their hips and fuck them as hard as possible, the gloved hand thereby moving from his throat to his chest again while their partner couldn’t stop gasping and moaning. Their gloved hand came down to their own genitals, rubbing and pulling with a nefarious speed while their hips met Enjin’s with a loud plap, plap, plap.
Additionally, they bit into Enjin’s shoulder while trying to silence themselves, which nearly got Enjin over the edge. “Enjin- fuck- I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna-” but before they could even finish their sentence, their body started shaking, overwhelmed with pleasure while tightening around Enjin’s hard cock inside of them. Their orgasm had them nearly crying, especially because Enjin was still thrusting into them hard. “Fuck Enji, cum for me, come on puppy, show me what you got!” It must’ve been out of spite, because just as Enjin wanted to pull out, they smashed their hips together again while panting an “inside, you mutt!” against his face.
Enjin couldn’t hold it any longer, after being tortured and denied any orgasms for over a month, his voice of reason was long-gone and he spilled whatever was left inside of his pathetic cock inside of his partner. His groan turned into a moan, into a whimper when they wouldn’t stop moving, nearly overstimulating him. “Mhh baby, please stop-“ and with that they stopped and plopped against his heaving chest. He was still buried deep inside of them but neither of them cared. Once again, the gloved hand came up to him and stroked his cheek gently, pulling him closer to kiss him again. This time, however, was sweet, loving, rewarding.
“You did good, puppy.” – “Thank you, sir.” They shot him a little grin and placed another gentle kiss to his nose, then his forehead and finally his lips again. “How are you feeling?” – “I’m fucking tired.” – “Shower and ordering food?” Enjin just nodded, feeling a little colder once their body heat disappeared. “Baby, you’re dripping.” “And whose fault is that?” “…mine.” “Correct. Come one, you can lick it out.” And with a wink, they disappeared into the backroom next to the playroom. Enjin followed along, just like a dog would follow his owner.