Isadora Capri x Fem!Reader Oneshot.
Warnings: none
Rating: Explicit
Additional Tags: breeding, degradation, g!p
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You Should Really Tell Me When You’re In Heat
You stand at the front of your classroom, in the middle of giving the historical context for the book your class is starting on Monday. The perfect lesson to give final-period on a Friday, half the class is tuned out and you can ramble through it. With 20 minutes left on the clock you allow the class a study hall since you already blew through the entire slideshow. You sit at your desk as your nose twitches briefly, you smell warm vanilla and old paper. Right on cue, Isadora Capri opens the door to your classroom.
“A word please, Ms.” she says clearly but quietly so as not to disturb the class and draw attention to herself. You stand up and walk to the door, shoulders held high, boots clomping against the floor as you do so. Once out of the classroom she scans the halls to make sure they’re bare, even though they’d have no reason not to be in this wing during class on a beautiful day, every student with a free period is presumably in the quad, but none the less she makes sure before wrapping you into one arm and placing a small kiss on the top of your forehead.
“Hello, darling,” she says, you smile and nuzzle your face into the crook of her neck as you manage a soft “Hi, honey.” She lets you out of the hug and puts a hand on your shoulder. You have a feeling you know exactly what she’ll say since her classroom is just down the hall. You’re right. “Sweetheart, you know you should really tell me when you’re in heat, okay? Because I could smell it all day and it’s putting me into a rut,” she says, lowly. “I’m sorry I just… we didn’t have the same lunch period today and I didn’t wanna text you during class so I figured I’d just tell you tonight but— it’s killing me.” She looks down at your slightly smaller frame with almost pity in her eyes, fiery curls surrounding her face. Her lips fall into an almost mocking frown before she softly mumbles in your ear “My poor puppy, in heat all day. Pressing her thighs together under the desk too, I bet.” You look up at her, almost pleadingly, begging her to stop teasing you while you still have a class to watch. “I still have class…” you almost whine, it’s adorably pathetic and you can smell her rut intensifying. “You better be home immediately after your class ends, understood? 3:30 at the latest, puppy, promise?” she looks down at you with an equal mix of adoration and lust in her eyes, “I promise,” you say sincerely.
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As soon as the clock strikes 3:15 you’re rushing for the door of the classroom just as quickly as your students and you manage to make it to the staff apartment that is technically Isadora’s (but you’ve practically moved into), by 3:24. As soon as the door shuts behind you, you race to the bedroom to find her laying on the bed wearing a tank top and boxers.
“Hi puppy, I missed you so bad. I need you darling,” she mutters. You can see the large bulge in her boxers, only encouraging you to take your outside clothes off faster as she watches from the bed. “Stop teasing, pet. Come here, right now,” she barks the order at you and you can’t help but obediently crawl to her side on the bed. You’re now completely naked, baring your full body to her as you motion for her to take her shirt off. She not only does that but also removes her boxers, allowing her cock to spring out. You whimper at the sight, reduced completely to a stupid subby mess, ready to follow any command, beg if need be. She kisses you, gently at first but then runs her tongue over your bottom lip, you open your mouth and allow her entry. She explores you for a moment, but ultimately can barely hold herself back from what she really needs.
Before you can process the change in position, you’re on her lap with your back flush against her chest as she lines herself up with your hole, which is now dripping down your thighs and onto hers. “Need to breed you so bad puppy, and you’re gonna be a good girl and take it, aren’t you? My good puppy,” you let out a pathetic moan for her and nod your head.
She pushes herself in slowly, watching you wriggle on her once it’s fully inside of you. Your hips buck backwards into her, in desperate need of friction. As much as she needs to pump you full of her, she loves how you squirm without even meaning to. “P-please…?” you choke out. She flips you onto your knees and forearms as she kneels behind you. She starts thrusting, painfully slow and shallow, but ends up unable to resist fucking into you at full force once you let out a small whine. “Dumb little mutt, you love taking me like this don’t you, drooling onto the sheets,” you moan with obscene volume, her hips snap forward with such force you’re sure both of you jolt forward on the bed. She’s moving at a near impossible speed, desperately trying to cum.
You feel her knot forming, “Who’s my good little breeding bitch?” she husks into your ear. “M-me! Me! I-I’m a good—“ you’re cut off by a sharp moan at the feeling of her hand reaching around for your clit and her fangs sinking into your shoulder. Her mouth releases but her hand doesn’t let up, “Fucking pathetic, the stupid puppy admits to it. My breeding whore… useless for anything other than having a baby fucked into her.” She removes her hand from your clit for a split second to stifle an almost howl from herself.
You let out a scream into the mattress as your hands tighten in the soft blankets. You can barely take it anymore, her balls and pelvis smacking against your thighs, her huge dick pounding the shit out of you. You don’t know what you ever did to deserve her, to be allowed to sub for her, but you’re beyond glad about it. Your walls clamp down around her as you teeter on the edge of an orgasm. She bites you once again to keep from howling as she shoves her knot into you and you feel her hot cum spill inside of you. You orgasm with a strangled sob as she lifts you back onto her lap, and, somewhat painfully due to her massive knot, rotates you to face her.
She kisses your forehead gently. “I love you puppy, you’re such a good girl. My good girl. My perfect puppy,” she croons into your neck as she cradles you close to her.