He keeps fighting you for dominance every time you try to do anything intimate
Bondage? He’s going to struggle and wriggle like crazy
Orders? Of course he’s disobeying
A slap, a spank…? Hah, he’s taunting you and saying “it didn’t even hurt, hit me harder next time”
It’s a struggle, truly a struggle. Not once can you have a peaceful, soft play. He just had to run his mouth with no filter. But fuck— you liked that power play. All of it was worth it. The punishments, the toys, your sadistic side that gets to be fulfilled in the process of earning that moment where you get him all docile and submissive. And you knew— both of you knew— that he’s deliberately playing this losing game.
To watch his snarky remarks melt into the most pathetic whimpers, that fierce gaze producing glistening tears that roll down his cheeks. Or his mind and body slowly being conquered by you, turning into a lewd mess that couldn’t do anything but beg you for more. And the reward for every successful taming? Watching him all dazed and blushing uncharacteristically so, heaving because you were so rough he couldn’t breath. It was truly a wonderful sight.
“Such a dumb, stupid toy… always starting this meaningless fight. You just want to make me angry, don’t you?” You’d say, degrading him with insults that makes him snap back, yet also makes him shudder in ecstasy. He was so down bad.
“I don’t care ‘bout you getting angry, I just want a good time. And your normal self is way too boring—ahhNghh ♡” …and another slap, leaving behind a red imprint on his skin. No matter what he said, his face didn’t lie, and this bastard was smirking at you so annoyingly.
Guess this time, your objective will be to make him eat his own words and beg you for forgiveness ♥︎
read: my other post. sanemi is peak bratiness. he’s a menace and unwilling to be put in his place, with a deep love for being manhandled. his body can take so much and he can still be smug about it. deep in his heart, however, sanemi is a mega whore and adores to be pushed until he breaks, babbling tearfully on your dick and gripping tight onto the sheets with hiccups and whines of “too much”.
ੈ✩‧₊˚ uzui tengen + hinatsuru, makio, suma
tengen loves attention. he’s bratty in the way he’ll act out to get it, especially for a guy who spends most of his time being a service top to you and your other partners. tengen will bend over to show off the tight stretch of fabric over his pert ass, or even try to act dominate towards you to make you put him in his place, cheekily groping at hinatsuru, a passing smack to suma’s ass, or a nibble on makio’s earlobe. you four already know what he’s begging for— it’s just a matter of pushing him down and playing with his most sensitive areas to get him to apologize for being a tease.
ੈ✩‧₊˚ iguro obanai
obanai loves to mock you during sex, to goad you on to pounding him harder. he’ll use a pissy tone and mean words as you thrust up into him, pressing down on his stomach with his hand to show you where he really needs you to be. tame him with kindness. deep passionate thrusts, holding onto his small hips tightly, marking bruises along his waistline. he’ll be at a loss for words, brooding silently as he embraces that you won’t give in to his urges for rough treatment. but he secretly adores it it when you take him apart with loving touches.
ੈ✩‧₊˚ kocho shinobu
personally shinobu to me is the essence of power bottom. she tends to play with your body more than she allows you to play with hers, and like the others, she’s a tease. she’ll wear your favorite shade of lip stain, and act like she doesn’t know what she’s doing to you. shinobu pokes and prods at you in public, hoping for you to take her to a more isolated place and bury your head between her legs, to tongue fuck her until she can’t think to be naughty anymore.
ੈ✩‧₊˚ rengoku kyojuro
kyojuro is too squirmy and needy for his own good. he’s a bit of a tease, but backs down at a warning without a need for punishment. he gets a little pouty when you’re slow and gentle with him, but melts anyways at the love you lave over his body. kyojuro looooves punishment when you do give it to him, but he won’t act out to receive it. just be sure if you do punish him to hold him lovingly after.
ੈ✩‧₊˚ kanroji mitsuri
mitsuri is a good girl but i believe that she’d be unintentionally bratty. she’s eager and squirmy, and will definitely try to rush you to chase her own pleasure. a quick smack on the thigh or a harder suck on her nipple will put her back into line. she’d like overstimulation and punishments, however— tie a vibrator to her clit and punish her when she comes, or if she acts without permission.
ੈ✩‧₊˚ tomioka giyuu
giyuu is a lay there and feel type of sub. he gets too overwhelmed to try and act out, and enjoys being taken care of and letting you lead in the bedroom. he barely even makes noises during sex, asides from the occasional whine or soft whimper. i don’t think he’d be against being punished for something or anything like impact play, but he’s not bratty.
ੈ✩‧₊˚ himejima gyomei
gyomei has too deep of a desire to please you to be bratty. he enjoys the current roles you two have when it comes to dom/sub stuff, and i can’t see him going against the grain of trying to take the lead or goading you into anything. he enjoys the comfortability of your dynamic too much. he wouldn’t like punishment play either. sex is too emotional and vulnerable for gyomei. he’s baring himself to you, and would like to be cherished and played with gently.
Just thought of how the Hashira would react if MC suddenly groped their ass during a Hashira meeting? Like it's sutble thing but it so sudden, how would each one react? (Minus Muchiro of course!)
HOW THE HASHIRA WOULD REACT TO BEING GROPED DURING A MEETING
contains : suggestive, implied sub!kny, kind of exhibitionism?, under the scenario where theyre sitting around a table
RENGOKU
50/50 chance of him making a (surprised) sound and staying silent but jolting slightly
turns to look at you with owlish eyes, asking you just what you were doing because he’s ?
also embarrassed because this is during an official meeting, not that anyone could see you kneading his ass in your hand
probably flustered by it though, certainly remembering some things from nights before
TENGEN
shows no reaction besides a side glance at you
What Were You Doing ??????????
if he could tell you off for doing this in front of quite possibly every person he wants to preserve his reputation with, he would
i think he’d get slightly turned on if you were wearing something on your hands though (eg rings, bandages)
SHINOBU
equal parts confused and irritated
why would you do this during a meeting?????? she’d be displeased by your choice but her smile stays on her face
reaches a hand towards you to squeeze your thigh but in warning
MITSURI
definitely the most flustered one out of all the hashira
immediately turns 10 shades of red and every single person in the room knew it
turns to you to ask (very panicked) what you were doing but she looks so cute all pink and blushing
GYOMEI
oh this poor guy. he gets so red and almost jolts in his seat
he can’t decide how he feel because it wasn’t like he hated what you were doing, he just felt like it was way too embarrassing in front of all these people
your boldness makes him blush too hard and get dizzy
OBANAI
staring at you with them big ol eyes
he’s reaching back to take your hand off his ass because my gosh, if people found out.
it’s not that he didnt enjoy you groping his ass from time to time, since it always caught him by surprise and made you grin in a way that was odd to him
he just did Not like doing that stuff in public with the risk of getting caught (most of the times, anyway)
also i think he has no ass
GIYUU
eyes widen a fraction. it’s such a minute moment that you doubt anyone would’ve thought much about it
doesn’t do anything to stop you but he gets more flustered by every second
red is starting to rise to his cheeks and he has to shift slightly because he was starting to get Hot
still thinks this is highly unprofessional but it’s not a no for him either
SANEMI
WHY? ?? ????
might just call you out for doing that during the meeting if he wasnt so attracted to you
was about to whisper-shout at you but when he looked at you and saw the ghost of a smirk on your face, the sentence died in his throat
i think he’s a massive ears-blusher so the tip of his ears turns so red when you squeeze on the fat of his ass
🥀Cw: smut, dry humping, overstimulation, cursing, rough dom reader, sub space, begging
🥀 minors dni
Sanemi is such a whiner. He's all bark and no bite, he acts so strong and untouchable yet crumbles at the slightest grind of your hips against his! sanemi acts so mean, he truly thinks hes in charge at all times- that is, until your fucking him senseless. its almost pathetic, hes cursing you out with tears in his eyes yet hes taking your cock so well, sucking you in like hes addicted to you- and truly, he is.
Gag him, tie him down, slap him, bite him, ruin him. He needs it fast and rough and hard, and he needs it to hurt. Sanemi is never satisfied unless he has an assortment of marks to show off the next day, bite marks and scratches littering his chest alongside the scars he wears so proudly.
praise him, degrade him, it doesnt matter to sanemi. he just needs to hear you, to feel you, he just needs you. whether your overstimulating him until hes a babbling mess, screaming your name like a prayer, or whether your edging him until his voice is cracking and hes almost- almost- begging you to fuck him, sanemi needs you to talk him through it every step of the way.
dont treat him like glass, he can take anything you give him. push him to the ground, step on his dick and only let him get off by grinding against your shoe. it's humiliating, he'll fight it at first but the sight of the oh so strong wind pillar humping your shoe like a bitch in heat is always worth the complaints he will throw at you. and believe me, he will complain. sanemi will bitch and curse and shout at you, yet the second you gag him and grab his neck roughly hes putty in your hands.
i think sanemis head gets really hazy during sex very easily, hes the type to enter subspace pretty quickly. the more confusing and overstimulating you make it for him, the more blissed out he becomes. treat him harshly, fuck him rough until hes practically sobbing but sing the sweetest praises to him until hes babbling in confusion. he barely knows what he wants, his brain is just so fuzzy, he cant even think :( or, if you prefer, you can treat him sweetly, fuck him slow and soft and press little kisses to his scars while you worship his body until hes feeling hazy, then start spitting out the cruelest words. call him your whore, your slut, your bitch in heat, anything and everything that comes to mind. he can't determine the difference between pain and pleasure anymore, and in either case will turn into a helpless needy whore from the stark contrast of your words and actions.
"f-fuck you!" sanemi spat at you, trying to squirm away as you snickered. he didnt get far before your foot returned to his crotch, pressing down roughly against the bulge in his pants. "imagine what the others would think if they saw you right now," you smirked, looking down at him as you spoke. sanemi's eyes squeezed shut at your words, and his hips bucked up instinctively against the toe of your boot as you applied pressure to his clothed dick. "oh? do you want them to see you? who knew, the mighty wind pillar is such a whore. grinding like a bitch in heat against my shoe." you sneered, moving your foot to press a little higher and sanemi whimpered. "ngh- shit" sanemi gasped out, hands clawing at the carpet as he desperately chased the friction you were supplying. you paused at the sound, looking down at his flushed face. his bare chest was heaving, and his hair was ruffled as he looked up at you, eyes already glazing over in pleasure. the eye contact made his cock twitch, and you began to move your foot ever so slightly. sanemi let out a choked moan, throwing his head back and bucking his hips again to grind against your shoe. "awww, your doing so good for me baby~ such a good boy, getting off like a little whore on my boot for me. your so pretty baby, such a needy little thing!" sanemi let out a sob at your words, his whole body tensing as the grinding of his hips grew more sporadic as his orgasm approached. he was humping your foot desperately, tears forming on his lashline as need began to ivercome his dignity. "fuck fuck fuck fu-unhhggh" he moaned desperately, the pleasure clouding his mind and making him feel all floaty. he could feel his release about to form, yet at the last second you pulled away. why were you being so mean? sanemi let out a soft sob at the loss of contact, and you cooed, moving to straddle him as you wiped tears from his face. his head was so hazy, he couldn't think straigh, not with the feeling of you pressing against his painfully hard cock. sanemi's hips jolted upright, dry humping you as he grinded desperately, begging for release. you smirked yet again, pinning his hips down and forcing his movements to a stop. fuck, you couldn't wait to ruin him
BARK BARK BARK I NEED HIM SO BAD IM FROTHING AT THE MOUTH SHAKING THE BARS OF MY CAGEEE URGHRHH THIS MANNNNNN
Knife play, witchcraft, rituals, kinda body worship, handjobs, whole lotta bio hazards, SUBMISSIVE SANEMI 😝😝😝😝
Summery: you need an offering and Sanemi walked in just at the right time 😈
…
As the light of the candle finally dies out, your spell comes to an end. All that energy is now it in the universe making your wishes come true. But now you’re left to think of an offering. What would the higher power want from you? You had just done the last part of a curse. It was a grand request, so you needed a good offering. You sat infront of your alter trying to come up with something.
“Hi, y/n.” Sanemi gripped onto your shoulders and leaned forward.” What are you up to? Being evil?” He chuckled as he handed you a bouquet.
“You know me always plotting and skeming.” You smirk turning around to look at Sanemi, taking in all his glory. What a sexy man all to your devices. All those jagged scars and that crazy look in his eyes, it’s not for everybody. But he was pretty much perfect in your eyes.
“You’re staring.” He smirks as he puts a hand out for you to take and you gladly take it so that he can pull you up. He pulls you into his embrace and moves his other hand to your waist as the one holding you hand went to your face to caresses your cheek.
“Am I not allowed to admire how beautiful you are?” You retort as you wrap you arms around his waist and pull him closer till eventually you kiss. As your lips intertwined in a dance an idea popped into your head and it made you smirk. Sanemi felt the malice behind it and pulled away
“What are you thinking?” He searches your eyes for an answer.
You move your hands up to his chest and play with his collar for a few seconds before looking into his eyes.” Go clean up, wear nice pants-“
“No shirt?”
“No, no point in wearing clothes that I’m going to rip off anyway. Then meet me in the flower garden by my shrine. Understood?”
“Yes ma’am.” He flirtatiously said as he kissed you one last time then went off.
…
Sanemi’s pov:
I sat waiting on the small bench in their garden. There were a few lanterns lit and weird shit every where, but I don’t care cause it makes them happy and it yields results.
Who knows how much time I spent waiting but it was definitely worth it as I see y/n coming down the path looking like a goddess. They’re dressed in just a long skirt and their whole body adorned with gems and jewelry.
“Close your mouth Sanemi, a bug might fly into it.” Y/n teased as they approached me, bringing up a hand to caresses my cheek.
“What’s the plan? Cause I see a dagger and I’m not in the mood to be sacrificed.” I say as a grab her hand and move my face to kiss their palm.
“Oh I would never sacrifice you, you know how rare it is to find a pretty man like you? It’s like finding a fucking unicorn. I wouldn’t dream of sacrificing you, I just need a little blood.” A devious smile appears on their face. I’ve fought demons in the pitch black and haven’t felt scared. But now I’m a little freaked out but at the same time I can’t stop myself from getting hard. I’m so turned on and they can tell. Maybe it’s the blush on my face that gives it away or maybe it’s my eyes that can’t seem to focus on their face.” Is that ok?”
“More then.” I answer. I’ve bleed myself countless times, it’s second nature at this point.
“Fantastic.” A malicious grin shows up on their face. They light the incense that they brought out and it wafts through the air making the area smell like nag champa. They turn back to me, presenting their jewelry adorned chest and waist and wave for me to come. Getting up from my chair I feel possessed, but how could I not be? My lover is beautiful, if I didn’t know better I would assume they were inhuman, a mythical creature.” Kneel.” A simple command and I comply, kneeling in-front of the shrine with my hands on my lap. It’s adorned with plants and different stones.”You’re doing really well Sanemi. You’re really well behaved today. Good boy.” They praise me and I feel my face warm up as roll my eyes, but I don’t say anything. Typically I would start a fight but right now is not the time.” Ok I’m going to start now. Ok?”
I shake my head.” Ok.” Is all I say. I’m far too excited for what’s about to come, but I don’t care. My partner is literally a goddess and me? I am simply just a man, how could I say no?
They come to stand behind me. One hand on each shoulder, one holding the dagger, making the blade press into my chest, not hard enough to draw blood, but hard enough to give me a preview of what’s to come.” Divine universe, spirits of the woods. My offering to you is the blood and seed of this man. He is young, he is healthy, he makes a fine offering and I hope he pleases you.” After that y/n kneels behind me and starts laying gentle kisses down my back. Taking their sweet time probably kissing my old scars, they’ve always liked doing that. They move back up to my neck and I feel a shiver going down my spine when I feel them lay their first open mouthed kiss underneath my ear. Their hands are going from my thighs to my hips to my waist squeezing and rubbing me in stupidly sensual ways that make me moan and make it hard for me to think. But I don’t do much thinking when I’m around them anyway.
“You’re so pretty.” They say in between kisses that are leaving me with splotches that are a nasty shade purple, but I don’t care cause it feels so fucking good. My neck and upper back are nearly covered by the time y/n finally pulls away and at that point I’m in a daze, i would honestly probably start licking the ground if the told me to.
I’m lost in my own head when I feel the cool metal of the dagger slid up my arm threatening my skin. I cut myself on the regular so it is nothing to me at this point, but now? It’s exciting and it makes a little nervous to have someone else in control of my pain.
“Where should we cut first? Hmmm?” Y/n basically purrs and the hair on my neck stands up as they keep dragging the knife up my arm and stop at my shoulder briefly. “What about here?” They tease before continuing down to me chest and going around my nipple once.
”Fuck..” I breathe out. They bring the blade to my sternum and follow my happy trail down to my dick, gilding the weapon gently over my bulge. Making my dick painfully jump. I’m so turned on it’s painful. We haven’t even gotten to the main event and yet my dick has weeped out so much pre cum that it feels like I’ve already blown my load. The dagger leaves my bulge and gos to a place on my V line that’s clear of scars and stops.
“I think another scar would look really good here. What do you think?” They ask seductively.
No thought goes into my answer.” Yes-“ it’s rushed and seconds after I can feel added pressure to blade making it break the skin. Although painful the drag upwards is filled with a pleasureful sting that last even after the incision. I moan loud, it feels so good. It’s never felt this good before.” More!” I beg and I hear a little giggle.
The knife is removed for a moment as well manicured hands find there way to the front of my hakama to undo the knot. The hands push my pants down are egre but so am I. My cock springs out covered in pre cum.
“Freak.” Y/n jokes as her hand goes to my cock.
“It was your fu-“ I’m cut off by my own moan as Y/ns hand goes up my shaft then tightens their grip when they near my head. They concentrate on the tip for a few seconds before going down again and I’m finally able to think again.” It was your fucking idea! You’re the freak, offering me up like lamb!” I bite back but it doesn’t sound too threatening cause it sounds whiny.
“Never said I wasn’t.” They kiss the corner off my mouth as they continue tugging on my cock.
I watch the blade return to my skin, it’s placed just above my navel and I shudder.” Now where should we cut up next?” The blade travels up now towards my neck and stops right over my Adams apple. I shakily inhale and swallow. I could be killed right now and I would’ve just let it happen. I should be scared about having a knife to my neck paired with the fact that I’m in an extremely vulnerable position right now, but it feels so good to trust someone. I feel at peace right now, no painful memories and although I have a knife to my throat right now I feel so safe, so loved.” Cut me again. Please?” I ask calmly as I feel a tear roll down my face.
“Well of course.” The knife leaves my throat and I exhale as I close my eyes feeling some more tears roll down my cheeks. The knife trails from my throat to my shoulder.” Right here? Yeah?” All I can do is shake my head. The stinging pain is back and I let out a sob and the blade penetrates my skin and the hand on my cock speeds up. I’m so so close to cumming but the knife leaves my skin before I get to and in result my tears fall down my face as I sniffle.
“Ag-“ I’m incapable of finishing cause the blade is right back on my spine making my back arch.” Shhhhit!” My eyes fly open.
“One more, ok Sanemi? I don’t want to actually sacrifice you.” They joke and the only thing I can do is turn my head towards them and nod as I take in all their beauty.
“So beautiful….” I lose myself in their eyes that are decorated in colourful make up and I can’t seem to look away. Not when the scene is so beautiful and the hand on my cock is doing so well that I let out whimpers on nearly every exhale. They smile as the shrink the distance between us, connecting our lips momentarily. My eyes stay closed after the kiss, letting all my other senses tell me what’s happening. I can feel Y/n pressed up against my left side, with their left hand fucking my cock and their right hand is pressing the knife against my spine.
“Right here?” They ask.
“Please.” It comes out in a breathy wine.
And there it is. The sharp pain starts at the top of my spine. My eyes open quickly as my eyes roll back. The dagger continues to slid through my skin slowly and my dick is twitching. I’m about to cum, I can feel my abs contract and my legs starting to shake.” Don’t you aghhh dare stop!” I sound out of breath. My back arches and the blade approaches my mid back and that’s it. I cum hard in silence to lost in pain and pleasure to make a single sound.
I collapse into Y/ns arms as I catch my breath. My pants are pulled back up and multiple kisses are being placed on my face as a hand comes to play with my hair.
“Thank you Sanemi.” They kiss my forehead.”You did really good. I’m sure the spirits will be pleased with you. And not only that but it looks like you’ve discovered a little something about yourself.” I can hear them smiling through their voice and then I feel a kiss being placed on my lips and I sigh. Finally coming back to reality.”I’ll clean you up and get you to bed yeah?” It’s asked less as a question but more as a statement. I nod my head and open my eyes. My cum is half on the shrine and half on the ground and I’m covered in my own blood and so is Y/n but lucky they’re wearing a dark coloured skirt and no shirt.
Y/n gets up then helps me up. I wait for a second as they stand in front of the shrine Muttering a quick prayer before extinguishing the candles. They grab my hand and lead me back to the house.
My night ended the way it usually did. Being cleaned and patched up by Y/n and falling asleep in their arms
𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍_ FIRST FIC AND THE YEAR N ON THE FIRST DAY IF BLACK HISTORY MONTH 💪🏾 I BETTER BE SEEING PRAISES OF GRATEFULNESS IN MY INBOX WHEN I WAKE UP LATER 😡 teehee this has been in my drafts for over a year el oh el...
You would think that there would be a line, maybe a boundary that Uzui wouldn’t cross, even though he teases you relentlessly like a child. You’d figure that this time around, when he spots you in the very back of the library, completing an essay that’s not due for weeks, he’d do what he always does— childish antics like closing your computer shut or maybe stealing a couple of the books you need for research. Teasing you about being a virgin? Is understandable; he’s done it before. But offering his body to “help” you get rid of it now is new and dangerous.
“What’re you thinking about?” Uzui’s cheeky tone comes from slightly under the table— where’s he not hidden at all, a hand caressing your inner thigh and a soft whine tears from your lips. You don’t wanna look at all but you can’t help it, it’s humiliating as it is equally hot how Uzui looked under you, your cock in his hot hands and mouth just inches away. “You don’t get to think about anything else but me right now, got it?”
You can only mumble out a weak apology when Uzui’s pretty pink tongue pokes out of his lips, and swirls around the head of your cock. Muffling a cry with a mouthful of your sweater, hands clutching the seat of your chair as your hips shake and buck erratically at the pleasure; ‘n Uzui doesn’t try to stop your eagerness, lips wrapping around your leaking head and keens while he jerks the rest of your aching cock off.
“C-coming, ‘m coming! Pleasepleaseplease—” it should be embarrassing how quick you are to release, but Uzui’s mouth feels so good; not even fully sucking you off but his mouth feels so hot ‘n wet that you can’t help chasing for more pleasure. Your vision fades and your body spasms from the hard orgasm that hits you, coming into Uzui’s eager awaiting mouth with a high moan that you can only pray doesn’t echo throughout the library.
Uzui let’s go if you spent dick with a wet pop and presses one, two, three kisses against the girth of your cock, peering up at you through thick lidded lashes as he studies your fucked expression.
“Such a pretty dick wasted on someone like you,” he snides in that same tone you know all too well, “But it’s okay, ‘m make teach ya how to use it to fuck someone good, you got it?”
Rengoku strives to please you; you’re so sweet to him, and he lives off the attention and the praise that leaves your lips whenever he’s been good. He’ll follow your orders as best as he can, ‘cuz it’s not his fault that he sometimes gets too excited and overstimulated, ‘k? You just get him so worked up he can’t help it!
It’s not his fault he got excited in the mist of studying, it’s all yours, you, with your stupid pretty face and your hands that grip his inner thigh, where he’s so sensitive and he just can’t help but get hard! But you’re so good to him and you’ll give him exactly what he needs; you’ll let him indulge himself just this once, let him use your dick however he pleases.
“Does it feel good?” you ask with difficulty, throat burning as sharp gasps leave your mouth. Rengoku fucks himself on you hard, lifting his hips up ‘till just your tip in, then slamming his hips down. Both of your thighs slap together and you can’t help but wheeze out at every thrust, his muscular body weighing hard on top of your own.
“F-feels good— want more, please,” Rengoku babbles, hands grasping your shirt in an effort to steady himself. He can feel his knees and thighs burn, ‘n he feels tired but it feels so good as well, his cock still hard and leaking even after coming a few times.
“Greedy little thing,” you hum, after Rengoku pulls you into a messy kiss. “Greedy boy wants to be stuffed full of come, huh? Is that what you want?”
You breath stutters as you feel so close to coming, hands gripping Rengoku’s waist and fucking up into his tight cunt as best as you can. Rengoku’s legs give out at that force, and he can’t do anything but moan and drool as you continue to thrust erratically.
“W-wan’it,” he whines, pressing his lips against your neck to mark; and the slight pain only adds to the pleasure for you. “You’re close, right? Want your c-cum— in me, my stomach, want it all, wanna be stuffed by you—”
His words only send you to the edge, fucking up into him as you orgasm, thick ropes of cum being stuffed into his tight hole, just like he wanted it.
“I try to be so nice to you, but you can’t be fucking grateful, can you? You’re such a whore that you can’t come unless someone’s pushing you down ‘n being a ‘lil mean to you, huh?”
Giyuu can only whine in agreement, slightly muffled noises from your hand pressing against his mouth. His hips try desperately to rut back against you, eager for more despite what you’re already giving him. His body urges for more; the stretch, the burn, more pain; the sting of it all makes him so needy his little cock can’t help but get hard.
“Oi, arch your back more.” you demand, pressing a harsh slap against his thigh, which was surely going to leave a mark on his easily bruising skin. He tries his best to follow your demands, he really does! But his body aches so much from multiple orgasms that he can barely move a muscle :(.
Giyuu can only whimper as his lax body is easily manhandled into whatever position you desire, not even caring about the condition his body is in. He likes it a little too much, the stack of bruises on his body, old marks barely fading already covered by new ones— marking him as yours, and only yours.
“Fuck, your cunt feels so good.” You growl, hips slamming against him, “gonna cum, you better take it like a good fucking girl.”
Giyuu tries to speak, voice his agreement, because there’s nothing more he’d want that than you to fill him like he deserves— but you’re so animalistic; shoving his head down into the drool soaked sheets (his mess) so he can’t speak, only muffled whines and noises of pain and pleasure can be heard.
Your hand yanks at his hair and pull him up an his knees; grabbing his throat to lead his face to yours, pulling him into an messy tongue filled kiss. His whines get higher, needier, rising in octaves that’ll surely have his throat sore tomorrow.
“How many times do I have to say ‘you’re mine’ for you to finally understand?”
You can only gasp as Sanemi’s rough hand grabs your chin harshly, getting extremely close to your face. He sneers at the confused whine that leaves your lips at his statement. He hates it; seeing other whores flocking around you like you’re a piece of meat— you are, but only his. He thought he made that very clear since the first time you fucked; seems like he’s gotta etch it into your dumb brain for you to understand.
“Head back. Now.” But he’s already gripping the back of your hair and forcing it into the place he wants without giving you a chance to respond. Breath fanning over the juncture between your neck and shoulder has you shivering — in fear or desperation, you can’t tell. He revels in that fear and unknowingness emitting off of you.
His hips finally start moving— agonizingly slow; grinding his hips and cock up against your stomach. The whine that emits from your throat is needy, impatient; but you know better than to move. Sanemi’s lips come to suck on your neck, leaving small hickies in his wake— every nip at your skin has you keening, hips twitching desperately at every grind of Sanemi’s.
“Fuck, ‘m close,” he whines, his grinding picking up in speed, yet not enough to bring you closer to the brink. Your eyes water, stuttering words of; “please, faster” and “Sanemi, sir” leave your drooling mouth. Sanemi thinks you look so good like this. Below him, submitting to him. As you should and always will be. Just seeing you like this gets him so close.
You feel yourself being knocked from all air as he finally— finally picks up the pace; rough and fast, chasing desperately for his release. Being denied from pleasure for so long has you so close too, and Sanemi cries; “c’mon, fuck me. Make me come!” has you gripping his thick thighs and thrusting up in and erratic rhythm.
“Sanemi, Sanemi, ‘m coming—! Lemme cum, please? I wanna—” you vision blurs and your mouth opens in a silent cry as Sanemi bites— teeth digging into your shoulder as a final push to make you cum; he can taste the copper on his tongue and feel the warmth of your cum filling his hole. His eyes role back in ecstasy as he reaches his own release.
The bite mark on your neck will surely remind you that you’re his. And when it fades, he’ll just do it again.
Okay. So. Sanemi's not one that likes to relinquish control, like at all. The vulnerability is a bit too offputting, he likes control, but with a little manhandling (in more ways than one) he becomes more pliant under his lovers hands. He would hate admitting he even likes being disciplined too, he'd never willingly admit to enjoy having his ass and thighs struck in warning when he starts getting defiant, barking out swears until he has a gag shoved in his mouth.
How to make him melt?
"Why can't you just be good to me, pretty boy? Are you really above being ridden into next evening?"
He wants that, he loves being used like that.
How to shut him up?
Ball gags, or face sitting.
Use the latter as a reward he always gets off on you sitting on his face.
:ఌ¨ ♱ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : nsfw, bratty!sub!sanemi, fem!dom!reader, gagging, brat taming, facesitting, oral (f!receiving), light master kink, rambly, not proofread.
I wholeheartedly agree!! It feels jarring to have control swept out from under him, and he inevitably protests the idea, baring his teeth at you. But when commands don't suffice, you switch tactics, manhandling him the way you want him instead of bothering to ask him nicely or bark out orders. His face burns with humiliation at how his cock swells when you pin him down and have your way with him, sticking your fingers or makeshift gags between his teeth when he snarls.
In truth, he likes to be used like a toy. Even as he hisses curses and hurls insults, calling you names as if he doesn't like it, he doesn't resist your touches. His traitorous body arches into every graze of your fingertips over his scarred flesh, practically tossing his hips into your hand as it envelops his thick cock, pumping him too slow to reach orgasm but too fast to relax.
It's really quite cute the way his body jerks and seeks out your searing touches, even when his poor dick is red and overstimulated, head nearly purpling as you wrench orgasm after orgasm from him.
If he gets too mouthy for your taste, feel free to take a seat on his face and watch his eyes roll back. His tongue seeks out your cunt without urging, sliding between your puffy folds to lap at your sweet juices. And the way he groans against your pussy when you grind against his tongue, clenching your fingers in his hair and guiding his face how you want it... his hands almost always claw at your thighs, not to push you away, but to tug you impossibly closer.
He'll whine and growl that he wants your whole weight on his face, "You said you were gonna take a fucking seat, so do that. I can take it... so, please." And you can only grin through the fog of pleasure, tilting your head to the side at his spacey expression.
"Oh yeah? Want me to use your mouth like a whore, huh?" you drawled, and he shudders, fingernails digging into the meat of your thighs. It's a clear 'fuck yes', but you want to hear him say it anyways, only fluttering your lashes all innocently when his lavender hues plead with your own, pretending not to understand. "Say it, 'nemi. Say you want me to use your mouth."
"I hate you- fuck! Use my mouth, please!" he forces out, drool practically pooling down his chin when you lift your hips out of reach. "Come back, shit- I'm sorry. Use my tongue to cum, master. Please."
