cw/tw: piss kink / omorashi, humiliation, degradation, dacryphilia, uhm uhm idk what else calling koko a dog? , tying koko up,
a/n: basically once upon a time accidental urophiliamoment and now you want to recreate it (circa 1.2k words), I'm a filthy degenerate and sick in the head, enjoy💕 HAHA also sorriez for taking so long oopsies, no beta we die like koko's bladder
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“isn’t this a little much, y/n?” Koko gulps nervously, looking down at his tied hands, shifting his arms, testing how much leeway he was given.
“stops you from trying to stop me so what’s the problem, Koko? changed your mind?” stilling the hands that are getting the bright red rope ready, you shoot him a sympathetic gaze.
“I didn’t mean it like that…” he averts his gaze off to the nightstand near your bed. He can make out some lube, rope, and… towels? Where are his glasses when he needs them?
While Koko is squinting suspiciously at your nightstand you finished up the last knot on his ankles. You ponder for a second, internal debate going on in your head about learning how to finish off ties with a cute bow. It definitely would suit the adorable man laying in your bed right now.
“Koko.”
He whips his head around to you, gaze locks onto yours and you lean forward. Pressing a soft kiss to his forehead you ask him about his colour.
“…Green. Of course.” He smiles reassuringly at you which makes your heart feel light with relief. You quickly school your face into a more neutral expression and command him to lift his hips, shoving not one but two towels underneath. Better safe than sorry.
Koko squirms a little at the rougher material under his hips but stills quickly when you press a kiss on his hipbones. Shy at the sudden intimacy he presses his cheek to his shoulder, hiding his blush from you. He squeaks so cutely when you drag yourself up and press your chest to his back, wrapping your arm around him. He obviously doesn’t miss the way you rub gentle circles around his nipples, causing him to shift his hips back into yours.
“someone’s enthusiastic.” You snicker behind him, nuzzling your face into his after pressing a kiss to his shaky shoulder.
He whines in protest but can’t exactly deny the way his dick is leaking pre already, staining his thighs. “Please… I did what- hnnng- I did what you asked.”
You smile against his shoulder and trail your hand in between his belly button and pubic bone and press down gently. "You drank a lot?" Koko inhales sharply, choking back a gasp. Then after collecting himself he nods shyly. He made sure to drink a lot and this isn’t exactly the first time, but he still feels embarrassed for what’s in store for him.
You’re glad Koko can’t see your crazed expression now. You’ve been trying to keep the heavy breathing under control. But the excitement runs deep into your bones, shaking you to your very core. The first time it happened almost on accident, this time it’ll be on purpose.
You gently massage three fingers onto his bladder, teasingly blowing air onto his ear. He gives a delicious jolt which accidently pushes his body up into your fingers. Koko gasps and shudders, goosebumps rising on his arms. You sneak your other arm around his neck and hold him closer.
“Will you be able to hold on, baby?” You whisper right into his ear. All you get in returns is louder whines. “Okay, make sure you do your best to hold it in okay? Don’t want you making a mess of yourself.” You feel the nod against your arm.
Taking a break from pushing your fingers onto his bladder you reach further down, grabbing ahold of his semi-hardon. After gathering some pre you grab onto the tip and squeeze your hand more until reaching the base. You stay there for a second before dragging your hand back up again, swiping a thumb over his slit.
Koko’s moans echo in the empty room, shuddering breaths so cute to listen to. He’s so lewd without even trying. You let go of his dick again and trail your sticky fingers back up, pressing even more firmly into his bladder this time. You can feel Koko gulp against your arm, he did drink a lot afterall. You bite your lip in excitement.
“Okay… y/n I think- “
“What, already?”
“I really have to go! Y/n… I can’t hold it any longer. Ughhh I’m… I’m gonna make a mess!” Koko is squirming around, trying to relief the urge, the desperation of having to pee somehow, getting more and more desperate. You’re not letting up anytime soon.
“You’re gonna soil your nice expensive bedsheets?” You whisper, making a disappointed face.
Koko whines before you continue. “You’re so desperate to pee all over yourself like a gross dog? You want to feel the hot stream run down your thighs? You’re fucking disgusting.”
The onslaught of insults washing over Koko, humiliation churning in the pit of his stomach. It burns and he wishes he could disappear already, as soon as his little problem is taken care of, of course.
“Wow do you like hearing these things? Your dick just twitched. Ha!” Your boisterous laugh fills the room and Koko flushes an even deeper red. Tears welling up in his eyes, blurring his vision slowly. It won’t stop him from trying to move his hips closer to your hand.
You tighten your arm around his neck and massage your hands so hard into his bladder it’s starting to hurt. Moans growing higher in pitch as his pathetic hip thrusting grows more desperate. You giggle against his shoulder and pick up the speed, intent on ruining him.
Deep and harsh gasps leave Koko as he finally lets go, brows furrowed and tears rolling down his cheeks as the stream leaks out of his dick and down his thighs, past his hips and onto the towel. Shuddering in relief as he empties his full bladder. You can’t tear your eyes away from his dick, staring in some kind of morbid curiosity as the spent man in your arms slowly comes back to his senses again.
When he does, realization and horror fall over his face. Trying to move his tied arms over his softening dick he whines pathetically about he’s sorry and how he’ll pay for new sheets and more. You’ve tuned him out as you lean up, trying to move his hands away but the humiliation must have given him new strength for he won’t budge an inch.
After a few gentle kisses to his shoulder, face and closed eyes only then does he let up. You open his legs slightly, pulling on his knee until it’s lifted in the air.
“I think next time I’ll pull you around on a leash and you can lift your legs just like a mutt if you have to go that badly.”
“Next time?!” Koko whips his head up as his wide eyes seek out your gaze.
“You don’t want to?” You finally tear your eyes from his glistening crotch and look back at him.
“I… I can handle it.” He turns his nose up at you, how cute.
“Are you sure you can handle more? You didn’t exactly hold on well…” Koko stares up at your eyes filled with a newfound hunger. It sends a shiver down his spine. Before he can say anything, you get up and go get a towel to clean him up, the way you’ve always done.
In panic, he coyly holds up his tied hands and proclaims loudly, “I guess I should be punished then.”
with the intent to provoke, he winks and sticks out his tongue at you. And next thing he knows, you’ve turned around on your heel and make your way back to him. Pushing him down onto the bed again.
[TAGS; Sub!kokonoi x freader, somnophilia, wet dreams, established relationship.]
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The room is silent, soaked in warm shadows and the steady churn of the ceiling fan overhead. Midnight hangs heavy. The only source of light is the digital clock face blinking 3:42 AM in soft red.
Kokonoi stirs.
A sharp breath leaves him, one that hitches in his throat as he blinks the dream from his eyes. It’s not even a dream, not really, more like a memory, rethreaded through the fog of sleep. Her hands. Her mouth. Her voice calling him pretty, her body arched underneath him. He gasps, softly, helplessly, and turns toward her.
She’s still asleep. Deeply so.
She lies on her side, one arm curled under her pillow, her face serene and slack with rest. The sheet is tangled around her waist, her bare back warm in the dark, the curve of her hips just visible in the low light.
Koko exhales shakily. Sweat clings to his skin, to the creases of his stomach and the inside of his thighs. His cock is hard. Not just firm, not just aroused—aching. Wet at the tip, leaking, painfully hard against the tight fabric of his briefs.
He reaches down with trembling fingers.
Just to take the edge off.
He strokes himself slowly, lips parted as he tries to keep quiet. The friction is familiar, comforting, but it’s not enough. It’s never enough when she’s right there. He breathes harder, the head of his cock sensitive to the barest brush, and still, it doesn't fill the need clawing at him from the inside out.
His eyes flick to her again. She hasn’t moved.
And then he remembers. The talk.
She’d been sprawled on the couch, wine glass in hand, eyes hazy with interest as he whispered the filthy little fantasy like it was a secret. She'd listened, Smiled. Asked if he would actually be able to do it. He'd blushed. She said yes.
'If I’m already asleep. If you really can’t help yourself. If you want it that bad...'
His breath catches in his throat. Shifting closer.
It starts with his fingers. Tentative, barely grazing her thigh. The warmth of her skin makes his stomach knot, his cock twitch. He lets his hand trail upward, slow and careful, brushing the inside of her leg with the back of his fingers. Still no reaction.
Her body is soft. So soft. Her thighs part slightly with his touch. It feels like invitation.
He leans in, lips brushing her shoulder, hand sliding between her legs.
She's warm there too. And when he eases her thighs further apart, his fingertips brush slick heat. Already wet. Maybe from a dream of her own. Maybe just from being so used to him.
His breath shudders out of him.
He pushes his briefs down just enough. The waistband digs into his thighs as he guides his cock forward, sliding it against her cunt, wet and silky and perfect. He ruts shallowly, teasing himself with the glide, jaw clenched tight as he breathes through his nose.
It takes everything not to thrust.
But he needs more.
So slowly, reverently, he pushes in.
She takes him without resistance. Her body remembers him, welcomes him. The heat is overwhelming. Koko grips her hip with one hand, burying his face against her neck as he sinks deeper.
He lets out a strangled whimper.
It’s too much. She’s too warm, too soft, too real. His cock pulses inside her, his hips twitching with restraint as he tries not to lose it all at once. His hands tremble where they hold her. She doesn’t move. Doesn’t speak.
But he swears she tightens around him.
His breath stutters. He freezes, heart slamming in his chest.
She’s still still.
But he can feel it. The minute tension in her muscles. The way her breath caught half a second ago. The faint flex of her fingers against the pillow.
She’s awake.
Pretending.
Something primal shivers down his spine.
He doesn’t speak. Just moves. Slow, deep thrusts. He rolls his hips against her, cock dragging along every soaked, clenching inch. She lets him. Her body lets him. And still she says nothing.
Koko moans softly, pressing kisses to her shoulder.
He can’t stop himself. Not now.
His pace stays languid, savoring every second. One hand slips under her thigh, lifting it just enough to sink deeper, to make her gasp softly—just once, like it slipped. He exhales shakily, biting back a sob.
"You're so perfect," he whispers, voice wrecked. "Even like this... still letting me in... still making me feel like this..."
Her walls flutter around him.
He groans, going deeper and getting messier.
She’s doing it on purpose. And she knows exactly what she’s doing and he absolutely loves it.
synopsis: as per the last one, sub tokrev men with mommy kinks!
cw's: fem!reader, dom!reader, sub!characters, mommy kink, pussyjob, overstim, crying/dacryphilia, begging, teasing, bondage (m receiving), piv, breeding, lingerie (m wearing), amazon position, lots of pet names, pet play/puppy play, collar and leash (m wearing), handjob, pegging, cockwarming (as punishment!), punishment for bratting, maybe slight cnc in kisaki's, vibrator usage.
an: this is part two of tokrev men w/ mommy kinks that i posted on my old blog (iykyk). i hope you enjoy these little drabbles!
TAKEMICHI
Michi lets out a loud whine, his palms sweaty against your thighs as you slowly grind your pussy against his cock. He averts his gaze, not because he’s shy— he passed that point two orgasms ago— but because he simply cannot handle the electric jolts of pleasure rushing through him.
“Mommy… please.”
“Please what, baby?”
He stutters, realizing he doesn’t even know what he’s begging for as tears continuously roll down the sides of his face.
You take your hand and gently wipe away his tears with your thumb, your quiet shushing not doing much to combat the sticky noises coming from where your two bodies meet. His cum is thick and white, and there’s almost too much of it, your fluttering cunt milking him dry with ease.
He does his best to beg again, “Mommy… need you.”
“You need me? But, Michi, I’m right here,” you smirk, running your hands along his chest and stomach.
"Need to feel you... wanna be inside."
You shake you head as a smirk grows across your face "Not yet, baby... Mommy's having too much fun like this."
He whines again, both of you knowing that tonight will be a rather brainless night for your sweet boyfriend.
CHIFUYU
You’re on your knees over Chifuyu, his chest rising and falling quickly as he does his best to hold onto his sanity, while you only grant the tip of his cock the pleasure of being buried inside of you. He strains against the pretty pink rope you have him bound with, his ankles and wrists struggling to break the bondage to no avail. You know it's an act, that he’s actually enjoying being tied up like this, but that only serves to turn you on further.
“Ah, ah, ah… good boys use their words. Tell me what it is you want.”
“W-Wanna breed you, mommy…”
His cheeks are red, coloured so because of his arousal and his embarrassment, not used to being told to speak his deepest desires without the ability to cover his face too.
“Good boys also use their manners.”
“Please, mommy, please. I’m sorry, jus’ wanna breed you so bad”, his lips form a deep frown, fearing as if he’s ruined his chance.
You lean down to kiss his worries away as you lower yourself fully onto his cock, feeling him twitch inside you.
“There’s mommy’s good boy.”
HAJIME
If you’d ever seen a more beautiful man, you couldn’t remember him in the slightest with the sight beheld to you now, in this moment. You have your fiancé folded in half on your bed, the man donning a pair of black thigh high socks decorated with big red bows on the cuffs. Just as pretty though, are the lascivious sounds he’s making as you fuck yourself on his cock, straddling the undersides of his thighs.
“Fuck mommy… you look so pretty.”
You giggle as your skin smacks against his “Thank you, handsome boy, you look very pretty too.”
“I do?”
“You do, sweet prince.”
He moans obscenely loud, his long hair sticking to his sweat covered forehead. He’s always loved that pet name.
“You like when mommy rides you like this? When she reminds you who this cock belongs to?”
His eyes squeeze shut and he nods frantically.
“Who owns this cock, hm?”
“You do, mommy…”
You pick up the pace with your movements, your legs a little sore but you don’t care. Right now, all you want is to feel Hajime pulse and cum inside of you as you do, your spasming walls drawing out every last drop.
SEISHU
You yank a little harder at the leash wrapped around your hand, pulling what was hanging loosely, taut.
“Slow down, pup.”
“B-But mommy, s’too good…” Despite his arguing, he slows his bouncing on your strap on.
“I know you’re eager, baby, but good puppies listen to mommy. You wanna be a good puppy, don’t you?” Your voice is low, dripping with lust.
He nods, eyebrows knit together and a pout on his face.
You smile at him before loosening your tug on the leash and leaning in to give him a kiss, one he eagerly accepts.
“You know what else good puppies get?”
“What?”
“Good puppies get treats,” you move one of your hands to the tip of his cock, focusing all of your attention on it, rubbing it gently.
His legs start to tremble as he continues to ride your dildo, throwing his head back with a whimper which makes the tag on his collar jingle louder.
“Thank you mommy, th-thank you.”
“Are you gonna cum?” He nods again, “Mhm… gonna cum for mommy.”
“Go ahead, puppy, make a mess. Just for me.”
TETTA
You look him in the eye as you come down from your orgasm, bare chest heaving as you try to catch your breath. You turn off the vibrating wand you had pressed to your clit, moving it from between the two of you.
“I’m s-sorry, mommy. Was only a joke.” His eyes well up as he sits there almost motionless, his limbs tied to the chair and you sitting in his lap—his cock buried inside of you— keeping him from doing much more than protesting verbally.
“So being a brat is funny to you? Making mommy angry is a joke?”
He shakes his head, “N-No, I’m sorry. Just really want you to fuck me now.”
“No, I think naughty boys like you need to learn lessons the hard way. So, for now, all you get to feel is me, sitting nice and still, cumming around your cock… nothing more.”
He whines and his bottom lip starts to wobble, his body betraying his typical collected demeanor, “I’m sorry mommy, I really am.”
You move your free hand upward and cup his face, caressing his cheek with your thumb, “I know…”
You turn the vibrator back on and return it to your clit, feeling yourself tighten around Tetta’s cock, causing him to let out a pathetic whimper, “but I think the lesson needs to really sink in.”
pairing: kokonoi hajime x reader. + the haitani brothers
cw: dom!gn reader. dom! haitani brothers. sub!koko. reader has a cock but can be read as a strap.
a/n sorry for being inactive, i'm back now 😈
Koko didn’t even know how he ended up agreeing to this.
It all started when the Haitani brothers and you annoyed him about how you never heard about Koko getting laid or doing anything of the sort. You guys even teased him of being a virgin.
He just didn’t like hookups. No matter how much he tried, he could never get off.
However, you saw it as a challenge. “How much $$ will you give us if we make you cum?” You smirk
“Depends.” Koko shrugs, not realizing that you were serious about your request.
“How about $500 for every orgasm?” Koko scoffs. You guys could try. He didn’t think you three were much different from his previous hookups.
He was wrong. In his 27 years of living, he never felt more aroused. He had his back on the meeting table, knees practically reaching his head.
You held his waist with a bruising grip, dragging out your cock against his walls and slamming right back in, your tip hitting his prostate. Koko pressed a hand to his mouth, trying his best to muffle his moans just for Ran to slap them away. On the other hand, Rindou toying with his cock, fisting him roughly, hand wrapped around him too tight for his liking
Rindou retreated his hands from his cock, only to bring them down again, palm opened, slapping his cock repeatedly
‘’N-no stop! Mmphh!’’ Koko jolted from the painful sensation. His tip was bright red, pre-cum leaking as his eyes roll to the back of his skull.
“Huh? You like that freak?” Rindou snarls, you smirk, still thrusting slowly into Koko.
He moaned, tears running down his cheeks. He presses again a hand to his mouth for ran to slap it away, again.
“You want to shut up so bad, huh?” Taking advantage of kokonoi’s open mouth, he slips a few of his inches past his pretty lips, slowly pulling out only to slam the rest back in. Koko’s gags at the size, sitting uncomfortably in his throat. Using his hair as a leverage to shove his way down his warm throat.
On cue, you start ruthlessly pounding his prostate, occasionally leaving a harsh smack on his ass, reveling in the sound of his pathetic garbles around Ran’s girth.
He’s desperately thinking about letting that $500 dollars, his cock looks like it’s ready to burst. There’s too much stimulation. He feels like his body is being toyed with.
“G-gonna cum, ‘m gonna cu-!” Koko gasped before ran thrusts back in his mouth. The overwhelming onslaught of Rindou’s calloused hands wrapping around his sensitive cock made him sob as he practically convulses. He cums all over his stomach. The tightening of Koko’s walls squeeze and practically milk the stream of cum out of you too. There goes five hundred dollars.
Ran bucked his hips to force his cock impossibly deeper down Kokonoi’s throat, “Take it whore.” Ran spilled his load all over his pretty tear-stained face, fishing on his face.
“One ain’t enough! Right Koko?” You tease him, massaging his thigh. “Rindou haven’t had his turn yet”
“No more.” Koko pants. He might be loaded with money, but he would not give out more money for round two. Wasn’t he the one supposed to get money, if he was letting you all use him like a common whore.
I just know he has sensitive nipples....... I know it I feel it in my dick yes
thanks for coming to my ted talk
Niiiine yes these are facts 😌
Koko feels it in his dick too when you do anything regarding his nipples.
This man will moan like a professional porn start at just the graze of your finger against his hard nipples. Not able to help his chest from leaning into you and silently begging for more.
Koko goes around in tight shirts bc he likes the way the fabric feels against his nipples. Making them nice and hard - and visible just for you to see. Almost egging you on to touch them and mess with him.
Poor Koko gets so hard when you suck on his nipples too. His cock twitches and leaks with just the flick of your tongue to his swollen buds on his chest.
Sometimes he tries playing it off. Like they aren't the most sensitive thing on his body. But you know better. His words aren't true. Not when his tip is swollen and purple and he just becomes a whimpering mess against you.
cw: smut, dacryphilia, bullying kokonoi basically, impact play but with his dick, tying up (m! receiving), very slight findom?, handjob (m! receiving), overstimulation, praise kink kinda?, choking
a/n: kokonoi disobeys an order and has to pay the price, around 1.9k words (I may have gotten a little carried away), I sure hope no one can tell I got my nails done, no beta we die like Akane
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He hates not being able to touch you. As much as he doesn’t like to admit it, Kokonoi needs to feel your skin under his fingers, your arms around his neck, your hands in his hair, and your skin pressed as close as possible to his. He needs it. He tries to hide this with his playful demeanor and witty attitude… but to no avail.
You know this and, of course, fully exploit it. You like seeing him squirm around and fumble with his hands, torn between obeying your orders and selfishly fulfilling his needs. And to make matters worse you’ve decided to tie his hands together on the headboard. Very much out of his preferred range.
“Is it too tight Koko?” you question, wrapping the silk into a cute bow fitting for the pretty boy laid on your bed. His lips curl into a smile.
“Showing compassion to a man you just tied down? How very out of character for you y/n…” he trails off, narrowing his eyes that carry a taunting glint in them, sticking his tongue out like he always loves to do.
You lean back on his stomach, running your fingertips along his arms, bringing them down to his pecs and up to his neck. Kokonoi’s breath hitches when you wrap your hands around his throat, pressing the sides down and making his head spin. He even adores the hands around his throat, putting him in his place. He adores you.
“You want to repeat that?” you inquire with a wicked smirk spreading on your face, leaning down closer to his face, lips only a few centimeters apart, “I dare you.”
Kokonoi can feel himself throb at the dominance you assert over him. He feels taken care of, exposed, and sensual altogether. He writhes underneath you, trying to think of a way to somehow fluster you. Not because he wants to take the lead… he just likes prodding at you and pushing your buttons until you snap, throw him down and fuck him stupid. That’s his real goal.
A gasp escapes his mouth when your fingers tighten at his silent daydreaming. Growing slightly wary at his silence, you release the pressure on his neck. He tries to snap out of it and bite back by leaning up and kissing you, but you were quick to pull back, leaving him hanging. You push him back down and he lets out an embarrassed whine. He really thought he could get you this time.
You lean back further, he apologizes desperately with glossy eyes, simultaneously feeling humiliated and excited. You pat his cheek twice, instantly pinching the skin dragging out more fussy mumbles.
Sliding down, you move from sitting on his stomach to lying next to him. Your head resting on him, and your leg hooked on his, keeping them apart. You nestle right into his figure as if you were made for each other and keep your hands to yourself… for now. You hover your hands above the waistline of his pants, he tries to lift his hips to close the distance, but you pull away once again.
This back and forth keeps coaxing frustrated groaning and thrashing out of him and evil snickering out of you. His throat is starting to feel tight, and he feels the tears threatening to spill over onto his pink cheeks. He feels himself also become harder and harder, straining against the confines of his pants.
He throws his head back with one last unsated moan and relaxes into the soft sheets. His chest is heaving and feels tight. He doesn’t know much longer he can take this, and you take notice of this.
“You feel like giving up Koko?” You chime in, clearly amused. Lifting your head, you look up at him, he quickly turns his face, black hair covering his face. He must be embarrassed.
“N-no… I just need a second.” He says voice strained with shame. He feels like an animal in heat for how desperate he gets, and you haven’t even touched his dick at all.
You lean a bit to the side, trying to make out if he’s crying or just upset at your teasing. His lip is quivering. God, he’s so fucking cute. While still staring holes into his face you reach down and finally slip your hands into his pants, gripping around his length.
Kokonoi chokes on air and whips his head to your grinning face, staring into your cunning eyes. He stares in near disbelief at your actions, he was starting to suspect that this was a “tease me until I can’t take it and leave me hanging” type of night. He sighs in relief and focuses his eyes on the hand slowly moving up and down his length, too slow for his liking. He didn’t dare to voice his needs now.
His eyes are locked on your hand, a slight shimmer on your nails glowing every now and then. The acrylics he paid for. You had asked him what color he wanted his dick wrapped in a few days ago and low and behold he got what he wished for. His heart swells up with some kind of sick love for you using his money. You might have unlocked something within him.
His thoughts are cut short by your hand speeding up and tightening around the head every now and then. His head is spinning, he wants you pressed closer to him.
You are still observing every delicious face he makes. You like breaking him down and getting him oh so desperate for you. When his eyes meet yours again, he averts his eyes, face flushing a deeper shade of red. A satisfied smile spreads across your face. You’re going to make him cry.
“Kokonoi,” you talk in a sweet voice, catching his attention, “Hold it in until I say it’s okay alright?” He looks into your eyes, trying to read you and find out what your intentions are. He finds out soon enough when you speed up your movements, gripping his dick even tighter. He can’t help the string of curses leaving his mouth, wanton moans and gasps being pulled out of him unwillingly.
“Wait wait wait- hnng- y/n if you keep doing- aah fuck- if you- haah- keep doing that I’m going to- aah- I’m getting closer y/n slow down-“ he keeps choking out. Your grin gets wider and wider with every new sound you get.
You don’t want to slow down even if it’s the last thing you do. He hasn’t used his safeword or gesture so he must really want to try and please you as well. You press your face into his pecks and let out a squeal, catching him off guard, eyes focusing back to you and away from his drooling dick.
“y/n? are you- haah… are you alright?”
You lift your head, frowning at his worried face. His eyebrows knitting together, he’s worried that he might have done something wrong.
“Can you stop being so pretty?” You scowl at him, free hand creeping up and tugging at his nipple. “Seriously, how can you be so cute? It’s not fair at all.” You continue, rubbing the cute nipple between your fingers.
Kokonoi malfunctions. His face flushes and his eyes widen, mouth hanging open. He didn’t expect this at all. Sputtering out some incoherent sentences he brings down his tied elbows to try and hide his distressed face. You coo at him squeezing your face in between his elbows and hovering over his shy face. He almost cowers away but he doesn’t exactly have anywhere to escape so he closes his eyes, getting ready to kiss you.
And he waits.
Unrestrained laughter reaches his ears, and his eyes shoot open. You backed away again! He feels like disappearing and never returning to this world. You always find new ways to embarrass and humiliate him repeatedly.
Wiping your tears away with one hand your laughter dies down after a minute. You reach your hand out to his face, gently holding one side of his face and his hopeful eyes stare at you. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry Koko… it’s just so irresistible to tease you.” Making him pout and sulk turning away again. He’s really so cute, perfect for bullying.
You continue where you left off, stroking up and down his length quickly. He still tries to hide his noises in the pillow under him. But you want more of his noises and cute faces. You need it. So, you keep going faster and faster until his hips buck and he tries to squirm away, not wanting to come too early. But his head feels foggy, and the sensations become too much for him.
“Y/n please can I-“ he keens.
“Hold it.” You tighten your grip on him.
“hnng please I really have to cu- “ a long whine leaves his throat.
He can’t even finish his sentence before white spurts shoot out of his length and onto his abdomen. A loud groan followed along with it at the realization of what he had just done. Lip quivering, he tries to seek out your gaze, but your eyes are focused on his dick that’s still leaking cum.
You remove your leg from him, slowly sit up, eyes still focused on his length. He can’t bring up the courage to speak. His eyes widen when you raise one of your hands.
“This thing is really useless huh?” You spit out, voice coated in disappointment.
The next thing kokonoi feels is pain. You brought your hand down on his length, slapping it and making him yelp. His abs tighten and he struggles against the cuffs on his wrists. Instinctively wanting to stop your hands from hitting his dick again. But it’s useless, his hands are tied, and this is his punishment for disobeying an order from you.
“Your useless dick is really selfish huh? Can’t even listen once? Pathetic.” You sneer, bringing your hand down again to his dick, the echo of the slap loud and clear in the empty room. He writhes and brings his thighs together, somehow trying to make it hurt less.
He twitches from the overstimulation washing over him, numbing his senses, and bringing back the tears. Only this time they spill out immediately. He’s crying and squirming, but he hasn’t said a word so far. He’s really enjoying this. He wonders when he turned into such a masochist. You grin to yourself and slap his dick one more time, making him freeze and cum one more time, semen dribbling down his length, pooling at the base.
You look back at Koko, a fucked out expression on his face, tears and drool running down his face. He tries to focus on you, a gross smile spreading across his face.
“You ready for another round baby?” You grin down at him, letting go of his dick and scooping up some cum from his abdomen with your finger, and bringing it up to his mouth.
He nods with a perverted smile and opens his mouth, welcoming your finger inside.
