im obsessed with the idea of silco secretly being submissive
Silco being 'secretly' submissive ~ headcanons
Notes: Secretly? I jest. Again, I had so many thoughts, I had to headcannon it!
Wordcount: 1k
Warnings/Rating: submissive Silco, dom!reader, smut, gn!reader, descriptions of oral, mentions of light bondage/gagging, overstimulation | 18+ MDNI
Masterlist | Ko-Fi
When Silco falls for someone and comes to trust them, he really falls for them.
Yes, he is the Eye of Zaun, one of the most feared men in the lanes, with hundreds of henchmen at his beck and call, but he would kneel down in the street for you should you ask it of him.
He worships the ground you walk on, and everyone knows it. You can do no wrong – it’s fact, and anyone who tries to accuse you of such is very quickly corrected. How depends on the severity of their accusation.
His lap becomes your favourite chair. His coats become your coats. He always hand a hand on you, no matter the situation. Anything that shows you off as his and his alone, be it when it’s just the two of you in his office, or at an assembly, it’s done. He’s your personal guard dog through and through.
To the outside world, you were his to take care of, his perfect little pet.
When you’re locked away in your bedroom, however, that steely exterior melts away, leaving utter devotion behind. He’s softer, more gentle, more submissive.
Tell him to jump, he'll ask how high. Ask him to burn down the lanes, he's already lighting the match. Ask him to cheer you up and he'll be between your thighs for as long as you'll let him.
He loves it when you take control, having someone boss him around for a while where he can switch off and focus on nothing but making you feel good, watching your body twist with pleasure, whether it's from his tongue or his dick.
His only has two rules. One - you never start anything around any of the barons (afterall, he has a reputation to uphold for the good of Zaun). Two - never grab his neck.
It's almost pathetic how turned on he gets when you tie his wrists down to the bed, gagging him as you use him, watching as his hair falls in loose strands around his face, bucking up against you desperately as he groans against the tie balled up between his teeth.
His hips bucked up against nothing as he chased your hand, a muffled whine escaping from around the now spit-sodden tie. His hair had long since fallen out of his neat quaff and was now sticking to his forehead as he strained slightly against the ties around his wrists.
"Nah ah baby," you tutted, trailing your nails down his inner thigh, "You have to sit still if you want me to help you."
When he goes down on you, you literally have to drag him away by his hair to stop him overstimulating you. He will literally keep going for as long as he can until your fingers are pushing against his forehead. Even then he whines, desperate to get back between your thighs like a puppy desperate for his food bowl.
He isn't afraid to make a mess when he goes down on you either, practically drooling as he brings you to the edge.
Loves it when you pull on his hair, especially if you drag your nails through the short section first.
"I'm bored--" you droned, draping yourself across his lap as he tried to work, earning a short tut in return.
"The more you distract me the longer this will take," he sighed, scooting his chair back towards the desk. You threw your arms around his neck with a huff,
"I'll make it worth your while.." you grinned, biting your lip when you felt him tense beneath you, yet his eyes remained trained on the paperwork in front of him.
With an impatient huff, you wove your fingers up into his hair, fingers tensing as you yanked his head back roughly, forcing his eyes to meet yours as you looked down your nose at him.
The mewl that left his lips was near pornographic, his eye fluttering shut as you maintained your tight grip. Your brow raised in realisation, tugging again at the locks just as roughly and smirking with satisfaction at the sudden hardness between his thighs as he grabbed at your hips.
"No no, sweetie. That paperwork is so important - you have to focus." You turned his head back to his desk by his hair, satisfied with his whine, and leaving your fingers pressed against his scalp, scratching gently. "Go on. be good."
He has a atrocious praise kink. He loves to hear you tell him how good he his making your feel and how well his is doing. Every word cooed in his ear makes his cock twitch.
"Fuck you're so good for me, do so well-" you were struggling to stay upright, balanced against the edge of his desk as he devoured you, your words only spurring him on as he knelt before you.
Pulling at his hair you yanked him away from you. The sight of him so fucked out, chin glistening with his own drool as he whimpered at the loss of contact, was nearly enough to make you cum on the spot. "So beautiful, huh?" you brushed his hair from his forehead and let go of his head, letting him go right back to pulling you to the edge.
"Go fucking good for me."
Loves to watch you ride him. He gets to watch your fucked out expressions as you use him, his hands roaming your hips when you allow it as he squirms beneath you, bucking up desperately.
Is a darling when he is being edged. Practically begs for it. It is his favourite form of stress relief, ironically.
He can last for a surprisingly long time, holding out even when he is bucking into the air, desperate for your hands on him again. It's a byproduct of his (usually) meticulous self-control.
It doesn't stop him getting all needy, however, tugging at whatever restraints you might have on him as he begs you for more, please...
"Pl-please," he gasped, knuckles turning white as he clutched at the arms of his chair, "nngh-"
His words were slowly turning into sounds, his mind melting as you pulled off his weeping cock for the fifth time, your fingers gently twitching around his spit-soaked balls.
"Please, what?" you taunted, dragging your tongue up the underside of his member.
"I need to cum, please."
"Is it getting too much, baby?" Your words might have been sweet, but your voice was taunting at best, each word laced with condescension.
He could only nod in response, jaw clenching, "nugh, yes!"
"Worried your precious henchmen might hear what I do to you?" you teased, sucking just the tip between your lips and pulling away as he ucked up into your mouth. "Too bad. You're too pretty to stop."
Subby Silco after sex is a beautiful sight. His pale skin glistened with sweat as he pants for breath, his hair all dishevelled and sticking to his forehead.
He doesn't get tired afterwards, surprisingly. He usually gets up after a few minutes, shrugging on a shirt and going to pour over some paperwork for an hour or two before returning to bed and pulling you into him. It's almost like he needs to decompress and come down from it all, to regain his senses, before he can be vulnerable again.
The floorboards creaked as he paced back into the bedroom, clearly trying to tiptoe incase you had fallen asleep in the hour he had been back in the office. You rolled over sleepily as you heard him, smiling softly as he shrugged off his shirt again, gently folding it and his trousers back up and laying them over the back of the chair.
"Come here," he cooed softly as he climbed onto the mattress beside you, ushering you to lay on his chest as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders. "Thank you."
He pressed his lips to your hairline as he mumbled, smiling softly when you chuckled.
"Whatever you need, my love."
All in all, subby Silco is a sight to behold, and its all for your eyes only.
TAGS sub silco, size difference, hand job, slight exhibitionism..?
AUTHORS NOTE my grammar is very selective, and i was listening to pere* dancehall while writing this. first time writing for silco, hoping this doesnt flop..
currently, silco was sat crouched over his desk, shipment papers decorating the worn oak as a cigarillo dangled from his mouth. jinx had long left for another one of her escapades and sevika was spending what little free time she had down at the last drop.
you, as his most trusted subordinate (and latest hook up), were stationed right behind him. absorbing the actively thickening air of the room before silcos head falls back against the wooden chair with a soft thunk, an exasperated breath falling from his lips.
with an out of his cigarillo, he beckons to you to come closer, spinning in his chair to face you. he exhales the last puff of smoke before meeting your eyes.
"say.. you wouldnt mind helping me relax, would you?" his head tilts to catch any glimpse of hesitation in your eyes. despite his careful looking, there never was that reaction he was desperately searching for. something that would explain why hes so drawn to your... "body".
your heavy footsteps cause the floor below you to creak, but silco can less than focus on that right now with your stature towering over him. it makes him harder than hed like to admit, boner straining against pants.
"i think you already know what youre meant to do." his faux smug voice faltered pathetically when your hands outstretched to pull him from his sitting position. torso to torso, his breath hitched before it was completely knocked out of him as you pushed him onto the table with no regards for the hard work splayed across it.
"rough day?" his voice strained, your hand traveling down to his belt buckle where his hips jerked inward.
"rough week. since someone thinks they can act however they please without repercussions, leaving others to clean up after their mess." silco's fancy dress pants were firmly tugged down to reveal his pre' smeared brief.
he let out a inaudible curse as the chilly air hit his thinly veiled tip, knees buckling under the sudden sensation. "ill talk to her." hissed silco.
"about time, dont you think?" you retort, hand toying with his covered tip while the other arm holds him up by his waist.
"she- haaa.." his head dips, forehead sticking to scattered papers from his already building sweat. "she will learn in due time.."
your thumb presses into the slit of his tip, causing his hips to jerk. "take it easy on me would'ya.." he huffs, but you notice the blush creeping up his neck.
"so filthy." you pull his weeping cock from its entrapment, following a vein down the curve of his length. your hand twists at the base of his cock and a muffled whimper fell from silco's lips.
torpidly, your hand travels from the tip to the base of his cock, almost engulfing his cock whole with just your palm. you pace is just enough to keep him on edge, but not quite enough to have him tip over. the control mightve thrilled you more than it did him but he still allowed it to happen, why? he wants to know too.
a sheen of sweat started building on silco's forehead, cock twitching vigorously in the palm of your hand signaling a close release. without warning, you increased the pace of your strokes, a low hiss escaping him as his orgasm comes rushing so much faster than expected.
spurts of cum splat out onto your hand just as sevikas hand knocks rhythmically on the door, leaving silco rushing to cover his mouth as his orgasm leaves him trembling.
"hes not available right now." your voice rings out into the hallway, sevikas knocking pausing before she mutters a low "understood."
as soon as sevikas shadow is far enough down the hall, the scrawny man elbows you to your side. "she definitely knows."
pere = just means "a bunch of" essentially, caribbeans know
Sub!Silco Dom/Sub dynamics , um idk just sin, I was bored so prob not good. (Posted:21/12/21 Edited 22/11/22)
Summary: You give The Eye of Zaun some head.
You were working your night shift at The Last Drop.
Cleaning alone, it was late at night and there is no one except from you on the bar.
You heard footsteps coming from the stairs, it was Silco with some papers, he looks at you and you smirk.
"Hey—just working, working hard so I can please you." You teased and leave the broom on a side to go the bar to assist him.
Silco knows you from childhood so he is very used and tired of your humor but he appreciated the optimism at times.
"Hey, boss." You grabbed a glass and started making Silco's drink, you have been doing this for years so it was easy for you.
"Don't call me that, you are my friend" He remarked while looking at his papers, he lifts his head an inspected the bar.
"You got a lot of work to do tonight." He spoke, he is not going to admitted, but sometimes he goes downstairs to make you company.
"Yeah—here it is." You passed him the glass and continue cleaning. After you finished you sat besides Silco.
"You seem a little stressed, love." You said putting your head on his shoulder.
"Something went wrong with a couple of shippings." He hissed, you grabbed your backpack and stood up.
"Well, good night—"
"Stop there, It's too dark and your home is far—you can stay on my room tonight." Said Silco and meeting your gaze.
He didn't like when you go out very late, he wants to keep you safe, you are the only thing he had left.
You never commented about him asking to stay on his room when there is a guest room on the other side of the hall but you used to live together so sleeping on the same bed wasn't odd for you.
"So you're not planning on sleeping tonight?" You asked and got behind him, eyeing his papers.
"Not soon, it seems" He sighed.
"Fine—but please don't stay up too late, Silco" You whispered softly against his ear.
Your fingers stroke his hair and he melts into your touch, Silco needed this, gods, he wished you would continue.
Your hands leave him and he feels lonely. He doesn't feel like this often, only when you stroke his hair or his cheek and then you leave to do your chores.
"Good night, Silco." You mumbled while going upstairs.
"Good night, love." He spoke softly.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You saw Sevika rushing into the bar.
You began to prepare the strongest drink you had, she seemed angry way more than usual.
"You better go up and suck his dick or something." She said and took a big sip of her drink.
"It's he acting weird?" You asked while you poured another's client drink.
"He's unbearable." She groaned and massaged the side of her forehead.
"Sounds like our normal Silco" You said.
Sevika looks at you and you rolled your eyes and leaved the bar Chuck can make it out without you for a couple of hours.
You got upstairs and thought if you should take Sevika's proposal seriously or not.
You knocked the door.
"Leave." His emotionless voice ordered from behind the door.
"Suddenly— I'm deaf." You said and entered anyways, Silco rolled his eyes but suddenly froze when he heard the click of the door.
You locked it.
You walked towards his desk and sat on it, Silco looks at you.
"Why are you so grumpy?" You asked, he hummed, your hand reaches his hair.
"Darling, work is—" you passed your hand to his chin, it sent shivers down his spine.
"Uh huh?" You asked softly and tilt your head, Silco catched up soon on your plan.
"I can't concentrate with you here." He spke.
"That's why I came actually." You smirked, your fingers travel down his shoulder.
"To give you—a little break." You whispered and pull him from his tie.
You kissed him on the lips, it was rough, Silco was going for another but you pull him apart.
"Why are you being so aggressive?" You asked pushing him down back to his chair.
You got on top of him, you placed gentle kisses on his neck and started to undo his vest.
"You are with me, Silco. You don't need to be dominant and threatening around me—I'm here to make you forget about work for a while." You whispered while untying his tie and start to unbottom his shirt.
He has a hard time being submissive.
It's s not like he doesn't like it, he enjoys it very much but he had this need of controlling everything.
"Wait—I know why are you so grumpy, you just want me to make you feel good, don't you?" You looked at him, he looks away quickly.
"Or maybe you don't, maybe I'll leave then—" You were going to stand up.
"No, please stay." He grab you with desperation.
"Ok, ok, I'll stay" You teased with a smirk on your face.
You are waiting for him to tell you what he needs, what he wants, you kissed him on the cheek.
"What do you want me to do?" You whispered on his ear.
"I don't know, I just want you—" Silco was desperate, he needs your touch, you were teasing him with your hips on his lap.
"What if I use my mouth?" Your tone was low you were patient with him.
"Yes." He said quickly, you smirked.
"Then beg for it." You commanded.
"I am—"
"My good boy and good boys do what their told— they behave and then get rewarded for said obedience." You remarked your tone was threatening but soft.
Your hips started moving, touching his dick from above the fabric, you looked at him.
"Please." He started, you stood up and spread his legs a couple of inches, you looked at him again.
"Please— touch me, please, my dear." He whined.
You kneeled down and scratched his thighs, he groaned and you could see his member twitching.
You released his hard cock from his pants, you meet his gaze and started to stroke him slowly.
"Are you going to be good for me?" You asked, Silco nods without hesitation. Your rhythm got faster and a moan left his lips, he covered his mouth with his hand and looks away.
"No Silco let me hear you— please. I love the noises you make." You whispered before your tongue brushed his dick. Another teasing lick.
The eye of Zaun looks at you and grabs your head with hesitation then you finally put the hole thing in your mouth.
Silco moans, his hand still on your head but he doesn't push you, he strokes you hair instead.
"You taste so good." You mumbled recovering some air.
You licked his cock again and push it down your down again, his hips twitched violently.
"I'm close, d—darling" He spoke between breaths.
Your mouth leaves him but your hand started to stroke his member fast.
"Please— Please." He begged.
"No, no, try again." You remarked and kept stroking, Silco looks at you trying to think.
"Can—ngh—Can I come, please?" He said softly.
"What? I couldn't hear you?" You teased.
"Let me come, please. I need it—my love, please." He begged, his mismatched glassy eyes.
"You may." You commanded. Silco realizes his seed with a loud moan, his legs shaking.
And then there was that word.
"Good boy." You said with a smile.
"Do you want more, my love?" You asked and stood up to give him a kiss.
"Please, I need you so bad." Silco whines, you stroke his hair before you taking off your pants and hoped on the desk.
Silco stands up and you spread your legs.
"It would be rude from my part to not return the favor." He spoke and kneeled down, he looks at you for permission and you nod.
His fingers touched your wet folds, he spreads your legs wider and his tongue give a long lick.
You groaned and Silco motivated by your sounds—got faster.
"Silco!" You whined he kept licking you. You felt two of his long fingers inside you, you moaned loudly.
He stops and took away his pants with a couple of kicks, he stands up and grabs your legs to drag you closer to his body.
"Go on, Silco— fuck me until you see stars, my love." You said between gasps, Silco leaned closer and kissed you.
His large member enters easily.
"You fit perfectly" He spoke, his first thrusts are weak but hitting the good spot.
"Ah!—Yes like that!. Good boy, Silco, you are doing it so well." You praised him, he let out a whine and trust you harder and faster.
"You feel so good, ngh." He moaned, you smirked and grabbed his arm for support.
He grabbed your waist and trusted deep.
"I'm close— please let me cum inside you, please. I've been so good for you." He whined, your own climax was approching too.
"Yes, fill me with your cum, you're mine." You remaked, Silco moaned loudly and his cum fills you quickly, he gave a couple of sloppy thrusts and your orgasm started.
"That was amazing." You spoke sitting down to recover your breath, Silco throws his body on his chair.
"You were so good—Silco. Such a good boy for me." You encourage, he kissed you again.
"Are you relaxed?" You joked, he chuckled softly.
"Not physically." He said and you chuckle.
Your hand cupped his scarred cheek and stroke it, because of the sweat the make up removes easily.
"You are so pretty, Silco, you did so well for me. I'm so proud." You said softly, he melts into your hand.
You decide to tell him what he needs, not sex, but actual feelings.
"You are doing it well. You are good at your job. I'm proud of you and who you had become— I know that sometimes is too much to handle— but I'm here for you." You said.
"I know— thank you—I love you" He said softly, you froze.
"Ow, Silco—I love you too." You said and he smiled softly, you chuckled.
"Let's clean ourselves, shall we?" He proposed and took a deep breath, you nodded and lazily put on your pants to go to his room.
Silco was on the floor of his office with you besides him, how did he end up there, he was kissing you on his desk a moment ago but you pushed him and now he is there because you told him not to get up.
"Such a dirty man, wanting to get fucked on the floor" You grab his tie and put his hands over his head, you tied them and gave him a kiss on the forehead.
You passed your hand through his body, sending shivers down his back, your hand reach his dick and starts to make circles around it.
"Mmmmm" He whines.
"Shhhh, be a good boy and you'll get a reward" you took it out of his pants and started to stroke it, you spit on your hand and got faster.
"Ah- ah-" He moans loudly.
"Silco, be quiet, we don't want anyone to hear that the drug lord of Zaun is getting fucked by his assistant" You keep stroking him, his body twitched.
He wants to put his hand on his mouth to be quiet, but obviously he can't, well, he can move his arms and cover his mouth, but if he moves he won't be good, he wants to please you in every little detail.
"Silco, your thing it's like being in silence all the time, c'mon" you knew he was close, so you began to go faster and faster, he rolled his eyes back.
"Please, please, please- I- ahhh"
He came in your hand but you keep stroking him.
"Do you want me to stop, lovely?"
"Ahhh, no, no, so- so- good" He mumbled, he was a mess and he knew it was only the beginning of this.
"Can you cum again for me?"
"Yes, yes, keep going please-" You spit on his dick and keep going, he was being loud but you let him, he was being so good that he own it.
"Good boy, you are being so good for me" you said gently, he loved your praise, the tone, the smile, everything.
"Ahh- I-I-I-"
"Completely understood that" you teased, he came again, and you let him relax a little bit, you stood up and got for his reward.
You came back with your strap on, Silco's dick reacted inmediatly, You grabbed a pillow from the couch and toss it in the floor.
"You like me this way? Tsk, such a slut" You took of his pants and passed your hands through his thighs, at this point he was wearing only his shirt, no vest, no tie, no underwear or pants, no shoes.
"turn around" He obeyed inmediatly, he buried his mouth on the pillow and already knows how to put his legs, you lick your fingers and got one inside him.
"Ah ah" He moaned.
then another one, making a scissoring move.
"Ahhh, please- fuck me- please" He begged, you smirked.
"Good boy, you are being such a good boy" You out lub on the toy, putting your hands on his hips and carefully got inside him, very slowly, like he is made out of crystal, you don't want to your hurt him, you started to move and he moaned your name.
You got faster, his moans were quieter because of the pillow, you keep trusting him, it's wasn't rough, you were gentle with him.
You got faster and faster, he moaned your name repeatly, like a spell, he was in a trance, so in love with you, you make him feel so good about himself, he loves you so much, he wants to do everything you say, he will be your toy as long as you want to.
"I'm- yours-" he moaned.
"Yes, you are mine, baby, no one else's"
"Nonono, yours-imyours" You chuckled and keep going.
"Ah- cl- oh- so good" Silco was on heaven completely, you knew he was close, at this point you can tell what he wants to express by his moans.
"Come for me, my dear" you grabbed his dick and stroke it, it was red and leaking pre cum, he came in your hand again.
"Good boy" You took the toy out and he turned again, you stood up and untied his hands, you took off your strap and sat down on the floor, Silco sit down the best he can and his breath is still heavy.
"You were so good, my boy" You stroke his hair and he melted, he rests his head on your chest.
"My good boy" You played with his hair.
"Hmh, I'm yours" He closed his eye.
"Maybe I should buy you a collar, but you will look like a pet"
