I said I'd do so many things and then ended up writing something that was not even related to a whole bunch of them.
Stuff inside: sub!Tsav x reader, footjob (m!receiving), metal gag, throatfucking (m!receiving), edging (it's all just m!receiving okay), fem! or gn!reader
Tsav just could not shut his mouth to save his life. That wasn't what had gotten him sentenced, but honestly, at the rate he talked, he could probably rack up an entirely new one.
"And then, they shoved me into this room, and I had to listen to them drone on and on for hours on end about the whole devotion thing-"
It'd been less than three hours since the mission had started, and in that same amount of time, you weren't sure that this man had stopped talking once.
"Tsav." Xylo warned, irritated. He had been irritated for a good amount of time.
Tsav either didn't hear him, or was willfully ignoring it. "Oh! And then they tried doing all sorts of things to prove that devotion, like sacrificing fingers, sacrificing arms, sacrificing kids…."
"Tsav." Came the second warning. The other hero was at his limit. You sighed. This wouldn't be good at all. Before the Blight even injured anyone, Xylo would probably kill Tsav first.
"Come to think of it, they came awfully close to sacrificing me too!" The blonde man grinned at you, strangely cheerful about the rather horrifying childhood he had.
"Is that something you should be glad about….?" You couldn't help but soften slightly at his gleeful expression though. There was an innocence about it that couldn't be resisted.
"Tsav. Stop. Talking." Oh. There is was. Xylo was gritting his teeth, glaring in Tsav's direction.
The other hero had the decency to look sheepish about it, scratching the back of his head. "Oops. Sorry." He closed his mouth.
For all of two seconds, before he was at your side and yapping away again. "Now that I think about it, there was a whole lotta rituals they had to complete! Pig's blood, sheep's blood, all kinds of bloods! And cheese too, for some reason. Cheese! Can you believe it? I don't even know why that was included. Maybe the gods wanted a good side dish to soak up all the blood they were being offered….." His voice faded into the background noise as Xylo groaned in annoyance.
You offered both of them a small smile. "At least he's not maiming anyone…?"
Xylo gave you a sharp look at that. "Don't even start."
You only laughed and continued walking with them. At times, this hero thing wasn't so bad. Times like this, when everyone was just…well, relaxed. When your only problems were mundane things like a comrade that didn't know how to stop talking.
"Tsav…." The one sighing in resignation this time was you, as you watched someone's arm go flying into the air. "You can't keep doing this."
Xylo was about to pop a blood vessel. He really did look like he was about to.
Tsav only looked at the both of you innocently. "What? It was effective! Look, everyone's shut up about us now. And they'll listen. That's the important part, isn't it?"
Even your eye twitched at that. "Tsav, we're understaffed. If you go around slicing people's arms off, we might as well just deal with the Blight on our own. What's the point of reinforcements if they don't work!"
The sniper just waved his hand. "It's just one person. What's the point of reinforcements if they don't listen? Besides, they're totally intimidated right now, it's perfectly-kKF!" He finally stopped talking, his sentence cut off midway by Xylo's arm on his windpipe.
"Tsav. How many times should I tell you to contain yourself?" His voice came out low, glaring at the choking hero.
You ended up pulling Xylo away before he could actually murder Tsav. "Just leave him. I'll take care of it later. There's more important things to focus on right now. Like arranging our remaining" you took a moment to glare at Tsav, who was rubbing his throat, wincing, "forces into a workable formation."
Xylo only clicked his tongue in annoyance, scoffing as he left to go and do what should've been Venetim's job of strategising. Where the con-man had gotten to, well no one knew.
You were dragged out of your thoughts by the cheerful exclamation.
"I'd say that worked out just fine!"
Of course Tsav would say that. Of course he would. Of course he thought this was fine. Never mind that he'd gone and made Xylo's job harder, right along with your own. Gritting your teeth, you turned to stare at him incredulously.
"Fine? Fine? Tsav, you cannot just keep maiming people for being rude. Forget the being rude, they'll die during the Blight attack anyway, so why take them out of the fight early?" You snapped at him, shoving him back. "And without the extra fodder, Xylo and I are the ones who have to bear the brunt of the attack. You're not on the front-lines."
Tsav stared back at you, eyes wide with surprise. "I-"
Done with his yapping for the day, you huffed, turning away. "I don't want to hear it right now. We will be dealing with this. Just not now." Muttering, you walked off, leaving him there. You'd deal with the other hero later, as usual. For now, you had to cool off, before you murdered him. And to think you were worried about Xylo being the one to kill him.
Whew. That went well. The Demon Lord hadn't been too much this time. Granted, as usual, Xylo had done most of the work with Teoritta, but he wasn't grievously injured, which was an improvement, to say in the least. The lack of manpower hadn't helped, but it also hadn't been an extreme setback.
More importantly, was the hero in front of you.
Tsav stared up from where he was kneeling, legs spread, palms on the ground. Eyes wide, almost pleading. "Are you still mad at me?"
You raised an eyebrow. "I don't know. You tell me. Am I supposed to be happy with you?"
He did at least look chastised about it, shoulders hunching in slightly. He didn't apologise though. "We won in the end. We didn't need that guy. Or the other one whose leg I stabbed. Or the other one who-" He cut himself off when he saw the dangerous look in your eyes. Stubborn though, he still didn't apologise.
"Sure. We didn't need them. But it would've helped. Immensely so. I already told you. Without more people on the field, Xylo and I are taking on most of the attacks." You pressed your lips together, leaning back in the chair. "Did it not register? You're not listening to me, is that it?"
Sneering, you pressed your foot down into his thigh, the other hero biting down on his lip to stifle a whine. "I'll tell you the problem. The problem, is that you're so busy talking all the time, that when Xylo or I tell you not to do something, you can't even hear us over the sound of your own voice."
Your fingers clasp around his throat, squeezing slightly. "You know. Important things like "Don't stab that man!" or "Don't slice his head off", or even "Don't gut him!", you know. Things like that?"
Tsav shakes his head frantically, swallowing. You can feel his throat bob under your palm. "No! That's not it! I do listen, I swear! It's just, that's the most efficient way to make them listen, and they're all assholes anyway, so what's wrong with a little bit of intimi-aNGH!" He choked when your fingers tightened around his throat.
Shaking your head in disappointment, you released him. "It seems you still don't get it. You're still running that mouth. Well. Whatever, it was about time to teach you a proper lesson anyway."
His eyes following your movements as you reached into your bag for something. "W-what's that?" His voice came out slightly breathless, apprehensive about whatever it was you had in mind.
You only smiled sweetly at him. "Something that'll help make sure you stop running your mouth."
He barely had time to register what that meant, before you were pulling a strap around his head, and the gag was secured in place, cold metal bit pressing down against his tongue. "….aaaammngh..?" Tsav couldn't really protest. The best he could do was make a questioning noise.
Tapping one finger against his lip, you nodded. "Yes. Today, you and I, we're going to make sure you learn a proper lesson." Placing your finger on top of the metal, pushing it further down onto his tongue. "And then maybe you'll think twice before going and fucking things up for us."
Tsav's eyes widened, and he whined, shifting uncomfortably on his knees, tongue pushing up against the gag slightly. Already drool was beginning to slip out the side of his mouth.
"Stay." You murmured, placing two fingers into his mouth, sliding them along his tongue.
He shuddered, jaw working instinctively to try and close around the invasion, but the metal bit ensured that he most definitely, could not bite down on your fingers. Or even suck on them, which was more likely what he would do, given the chance. "Aa-aaangh..aamnnh"
Only babbling out a slight noise, he moved again on his knees, half-hard, hands coming up to clutch at your wrist. You raised an eyebrow, and he stilled once more, though his hands didn't leave yours.
"You. Are going to be good for once. You hear me?" Shoving your fingers to the back of his throat, he gagged, tears springing to his eyes.
"UmnGH!" He nodded as best as he could, a few other noises leaving him, as his throat bobbed, trying to speak.
You only shook your head. "You don't need your words this time. Now listen. I'm not going to let you cum. Frankly speaking, after today, I don't think you deserve it."
Eyes widening in horror, he shook his head frantically, scooting closer to you, between your legs, tongue pushing up against your fingers as much as he could under the gag. Even now, while you were finger-fucking his mouth, his hips were starting to buck upward, ever so slightly.
"No? Hm. I don't recall asking your opinion on it though." Smiling cruelly, you moved your leg outward, pressing it between his spread thighs, against his growing bulge.
His eyes rolled back, a keening sound leaving him. As soon as he felt the friction, he was grinding against your ankle, the back of his tongue moving against your fingers, quiet moans dropping from his open mouth. Even then, he was working furiously, trying to close it, still fighting the gag. "Aa-aaaH….uuf…uangh-ah-uuUM-!" His eyes rolled back, humping your leg like a fucking dog. As his motions became more frantic, you could tell he was approaching his peak.
Scoffing, you let him continue, absentmindedly curling your fingers down on his tongue, fucking into his throat. Soft gagging sounds intersparsed with those breathy moans filled the room. "Pathetic. Tsav, I haven't even done anything but finger your mouth a little bit, and you're acting like a bitch in heat."
The words alone were almost enough to send him over. The way his hips stuttered was proof enough of that. So just before he could, you pulled your leg away. His fingers tightened around your wrist, eyes wide as his breath hitched. "Aannhh-!" The only sound he could make was a whiny protest, hips still bucking up into empty air, desperate to get that friction back.
And only then, did he seem to realise that you were serious about not letting him cum. He shook his head again, more frantically this time. Panting, quick breaths that made his shoulders shake, he stared at you, eyes as big as he could muster.
The smile on your face almost made him start sobbing. "Nope. No can do. I mean, Tsav, even after all of that….I haven't heard an apology from you. Not at all. Why should I reward you?"
Looking up at you, mouth working around the gag, fighting it in earnest now, only made the drool leak out his mouth even more. Especially with your fingers still down his throat, squelching as they pressed against the sides. How could he apologise like this? He couldn't even speak, how was he supposed to apologise? He couldn't!
Tsav almost squealed when you jammed your fingers in and out of his throat again, treating it like any other hole. Tears pricked at his eyes, gagging around them. "Ah, ungh….uNGH….uNGH-!" He tried his best, he really did, to convey the exact issue with this situation, of being quite unable to physically apologise, when you huffed a soft laugh out.
He nodded, quick, chest heaving.
"Not my problem. Should've saved your words for now, instead of wasting them all earlier."
Wailing at your words, he shook his head, desperate, dropping his hands to the floor, crawling, as if begging with his body would get him out of the punishment.
Hips twitching, the tip of his cock an angry red, and leaking oh-so much. He didn't know how many times you'd edged him. He couldn't think. His jaw was sore, he knew that much, but Tsav could barely even see straight through the tears blurring his vision. He could still somewhat make out your grinning face, staring down at him gleefully.
"aaamng…" He only whined out, bucking his hips against your foot again. You let him. You'd only take it away later, after all. It was fine to let him do it for now. He barely had the energy to move, after being denied so many times.
Eyes red-rimmed from crying, he sobbed once more. Your fingers weren't in his mouth any more, but that hadn't made much of a difference. Leaning his head on your leg, he pressed his cheek to your thigh, sniffing quietly. And tried again, staring at you with those bright, precious eyes.
Aw fuck, he really did have such an innocent-looking face. You rolled your eyes when his hips started moving faster yet again. Without a word, you lifted your foot. His head dropped, turning against your thigh so he could sob, louder, much larger cries leaving him now. He couldn't even think, this wasn't fair! If you just-
If you just gave him a chance to apologise properly, he would, so why wouldn't you let him do that! It wasn't fair at all!
The thought made him cry harder, even as he leaned into your touch, your fingers tangling in his hair, combing through the strands gently.
"Ah-ah-amng…" Soft, tired moans left him, eyes glazing over, blank, though his body jolted when your foot touched his cock again. The wet mess of pre-cum was sticky, and the movement came easily, still sensitive from all the edging. He whined, bucking weakly against your foot.
"Do you wanna cum?" Your voice finally broke through the haze. Blearily, he lifted his head to look at you, shaking from just the lazy strokes of your foot. He nodded, weak.
"Hm. Doesn't really seem like it." That got a reaction out of him, his hips moving more enthusaistically, nodding again, much stronger.
"Are you going to apologise?" You raised an eyebrow, foot stilling over his cock. He whined, nodding again, hand on your thigh, rubbing his cheek to it, blinking teary eyes at you.
Reaching around behind his head, you finally, finally took that cursed gag off his mouth, gently pulling it away. His tongue felt like lead in his mouth, words slurred. "Mm..mmph….'ank…you." He managed that much, eyes unfocused trying to grind up against your foot.
"Ah. That's not right. Should I put it back on?" You dangled the gag in front of him, hanging it on your finger. The metal was warm now, from how long it'd been in his mouth.
His eyes snapped back into focus, shaking his head, desperate. "N-no! No, sorry, 'm sorry, 'm sososososo sorry, please forgive me!" He sobbed out, fingers wrapping around your ankle, holding it weakly to keep you from pulling away. "Please, pleaseplease, I need to cum, I can't, can't anymore, it 'urts, hurts, so bad, I need it, I need it, I need it-mmmnghh~!"
His head tipped back when you ground your heel down against the base of his cock. "Doesn't sound like you mean it. What exactly are you sorry for Tsav?"
"I- I…" His eyes struggled to focus again, tears making it that much harder to see you. "'m sorry for…for…" Shit. He forgot. What had he done? What had he done? "Mmph…." He groaned, shifting his hips to get the necessary friction.
"Tsav." You sounded stern. "Don't tell me you forgot."
"No! I- I remember! 'msorry, 'msorry. Please lemme cum, I'll be good. I'll be so good, please, please-uNGH!" Huffing, he held onto your leg a little tighter, grinding up desperately, trembling with every motion. He was just so cute. A little hint wouldn't hurt.
"For?" Pushing down your foot, his eyes rolled back.
"F-for…for" Struggling to think, he tried, he really did.
"Running your….?" You offered it. That was as much help as he would get.
His eyes widened. Talking! He'd- he'd gone and run his mouth! And did all sorts of- "Runnin' my mouth! 'm sorry, 'm sorry. I'll be good. Be so quiet from now on, 'm sorry for talking too much! And- and for making it harder for you! 'm sorry. 'm soo-hff so sorry!"
Smiling, you cupped his cheeks. "There you go. See now that wasn't so hard, was it?"
He shook his head, panting as you finally started moving your foot against his cock properly. "Ah-ah-no! It wasn't, 'm sorry, 'm sorry, be soso good for you-mmngh~" Eyes rolling back, he finally allowed himself to fall into a bliss, rutting up mindlessly. "Be so good. So- unmf! So good, so goo-mGH~" His words trailed off into an array of various noises. Well, it was better than him running his mouth.
This time, as his rutting got faster, you didn't take your leg away. "Go on." Encouraging, even moving your foot slightly harder for him. "You can cum now. You've done well Tsav."
He keened, bending over your leg, hunched slightly as he thrusted up, finally allowed to reach his climax. As he came, ropes of white gushing from his tip, you reached down, quietly rubbing the sensitive crown of his dick at the same time. Squealing, he gripped your leg harder. "MmPH! That's- ah-ah-AH! Feels so good, uNGH, ah…ah…auGH-!" Sobbing, his hips kept jerking against your leg as he worked through the orgasm, tears streaming down his cheeks.
When he finally stopped cumming, you took your hand away, wiping it clean, before cupping his cheeks. "You'll be good from now on, right?"
He nodded dumbly, leaning into your touch, eyes fluttering shut, exhausted. "Mm…mhm. I'll…mm…'s good. Be 's good…for….you." Slumping against you, the hero fell asleep.
Though honestly, you didn't believe him. You knew he'd end up running his mouth again soon enough. That was fine. When he did, well…you could just discipline him again.
Though how effective the punishment was if he enjoyed it…well that was debatable.
Guess who has TWO assignments due like, tomorrow, AGAIN!
If you said me, you would be right, but like, that's fine! Assignments are easier to write than smut, if you ask me.
Anyway! Tsav! I know I said Jayce, but like...Tsav! :D
