ft. vantacrow bringer x f! reader — krisis, nijisanji
contains: smut!! 18+) 2.5k words┊dom vanta & sub reader
━━━ .°˖✧ a is for aftercare ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what are they like after sex?
╰₊✧ caring, doting, and a little goofy, he can’t help but crack a few jokes when helping clean you up and getting you water, always feeling like it’s needed to break up the silence after all he could hear was your moaning and all the other sounds of sex. however, he isn’t all laughs, as he’s also gentle while praising your performance, caressing your skin, and making you giggle if you’re ticklish.
━━━ .°˖✧ b is for body ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what is their favorite part of them and on you?
╰₊✧ on him, he’s especially proud of his physique. being one of the strongest superhumans alive leads him to be incredibly toned and muscular, which he takes special care to maintain even though his strength would still be there if he allowed himself to slip up and get a little more out of shape. regardless, he wouldn’t hesitate to go on a two am fast food run if you asked him to.
╰₊✧ on you, he’s absolutely obsessed with your ass. he doesn’t care how vulgar it sounds, he loves the cute upside-down heart shape and how soft it feels when he gropes it in his hands. if you wear a short skirt or dress, or something that’s tight-fitting in the area, he’s a goner who does not know how to behave, unable to take his eyes and mind off of it until he can pull you into a secluded corner.
━━━ .°˖✧ c is for cum ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ anything to do with cum.
╰₊✧ no doubt, he prefers to do it inside, loving the feeling of your tight cunt milking him dry before pulling out and watching it leak out. it brings out a possessive side to him that he can’t explain. he also likes giving you facials after you suck him off, but doesn’t like the idea of it accidentally getting in your eyes, so he tends to avoid it.
━━━ .°˖✧ d is for dirty secret ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what lewd things have they been hiding from you?
╰₊✧ he secretly has a thing for you being stuck in things, even if it's just like a bad porn category. don’t even ask, he just thinks it’s funny to see you so powerless and begging for him to help you out, he’s never probably acknowledged it, although you have bullied him for it several times, but you suppose even a man as grand and intimidating as him can get embarrassed.
━━━ .°˖✧ e is for experience ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how experienced are they? do they know what they are doing?
╰₊✧ surprisingly, despite his handsome looks and charms, he doesn’t have too much experience, maybe exactly one partner before you if one is being generous (although it was more of a situationship). he simply didn’t real connections with anyone like he did with you, only trying to rush into relationships because he felt pressured to do so in his adult life, so once he met you, it was like fireworks. he was a little stiff and awkward at first with you needing to show him how it’s done, but after that when he becomes more confident, he’s essentially a god in most aspects, although he prefers to stay humble (with occasional and endearing arrogance).
━━━ .°˖✧ f is for favorite position ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ self-explanatory.
╰₊✧ he’s a simple man who knows what he likes, which is doggy style and missionary. they’re classics for a reason, and while he’s open to new positions, he often defaults to one of them (but he’s also a fan of the mating press, it just isn’t as often as the other two because he fears straining your body when he has you bent with your legs over his shoulders).
━━━ .°˖✧ g is for goofy ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous?
╰₊✧ as mentioned earlier, he tends to be more goofy during aftercare and is usually more serious during the act, but he isn’t completely opposed to being a little silly and sharing a few giggles in between.
━━━ .°˖✧ h is for hair ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes?
╰₊✧ while a patch of dirty blonde hair isn’t too overgrown, he does have a decent amount down there and a rather noticeable happy trail that leads to it. he doesn’t have any strong opinions about it on himself since he doesn’t care about it on his partner either, but if you have a preference that you make known, then he’ll follow it without too much care.
━━━ .°˖✧ i is for intimacy ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how romantic are they in the moment?
╰₊✧ vanta isn’t used to intimacy since he’s been alone for most of his life, and having a reputation like his doesn’t allow for much vulnerability. everything he’s ever known was rough and tough, so to be with you when you’re gently cupping his face in your palm makes him melt. it’s something he’s working on getting the hang of, but eventually, he’ll prefer soft and fluffy sex over anything hardcore (although he loves both of them).
━━━ .°˖✧ j is for jack off˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ do they masturbate without you? if so, how?
╰₊✧ it’s a rare occurrence, but sometimes when he’s out on missions and doesn’t have you by his side, he can’t help but give in to his desires. of course, it isn’t half as satisfying, but he has to make do with what he has, and it’s usually a sexy photo of you he has saved on his phone or an article of clothing he brought with him that still has your scent on it. maybe he’ll even give you a call if the time is right, but he usually can’t jerk off on only his imagination.
━━━ .°˖✧ k is for kink ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what kind of freaky things are they into giving and receiving?
╰₊✧ mandhandling - the amount of power he has over you can get in his head sometimes, both because of the physical differences in size and strength between the two of you and because of how much trust you have in him to be dominant over you. he never hurts you in any way, but he can get a little rough at times, although he always trails kisses on your skin, even if he wasn’t harsh enough to leave a bruise.
╰₊✧ occasional submission - being a hero is tough work, you know? while he isn’t quite tired physically, he can be exhausted mentally, and there’s nothing he loves more when you have him lay back and allow you to do all the work for a change. he’s so used to taking charge, almost as though it’s in his nature and fused into his blood, but it’s always so nice, and he always wonders why he doesn’t do it more often (also, you’re so hot when you’re on top of him, he swears you’re like a goddess some to life).
╰₊✧ breeding - it’s not just because of how pleasurable the feeling is for both sides and because of the possessiveness he has over you, but it’s also because he genuinely wants to be a father at some point, and the thought of starting a family with the person he loves is something that makes him emotional. however, in the moment when he’s actually breeding you, all he can think of is how beautiful you’re going to be carrying his babies, and all the soft domestic thoughts come following during aftercare.
━━━ .°˖✧ l is for location ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what are their favorite places to have sex?
╰₊✧ he isn’t too much of an exhibitionist, so he prefers to do it behind a door he knows is securely locked (and a place with decent soundproofing so that no one passing by will get traumatized). the most outlandish place it’s been done is probably a public restroom at some random location because you decided to be a tease that day, but he supposes that a few might consider it to still be standard.
━━━ .°˖✧ m is for motivation ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what turns them on?
╰₊✧ there’s a lot of things that can get vanta in the mood, but something that never fails to turn him on is seeing you all dolled up, dressed in pretty little outfits with sparkly lip gloss on, ready to be ruined. it’s caused many dates to be canceled and many events to be skipped simply because he couldn’t help but pick you up and drag you to the bedroom after seeing how gorgeous you looked.
━━━ .°˖✧ n is for no ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what are their turn-offs and things they wouldn’t do?
╰₊✧ he’s fully against hurting you as it just feels too dangerous for him to feel any sense of pleasure from it, even though both of you have trust that he can control his strength and he can see the appeal in it, so no impact play, choking, or anything of the sort (other elements of bsdm are still on the table like bondage or temperature play, but it has to be discussed beforehand).
━━━ .°˖✧ o is for oral ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how do they give you head and react to receiving it? which do they prefer?
╰₊✧ all of the krisis boys are munches, i will stand by this until the day i die. he’s like an animal when he’s between your legs, messy and sloppy in a way that has the lower half of his face smeared with your arousal and his spit. when you’re sucking him off, he’s a little bit of a head-pusher because he can’t always handle receiving, but he frequently reminds you to tap on his thigh if it gets too much for you.
━━━ .°˖✧ p is for pace ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ are they fast and rough or slow and sensual?
╰₊✧ he prefers things to be more fast-paced and to do it multiple times rather than a few drawn-out sessions, finding it most suitable for his body, but if there are days when you’re a little tired and want things to be a little more sentimental, then he loves to take his time and be intimate in the most amazing way possible.
━━━ .°˖✧ q is for quickie ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what are their opinions on quickies?
╰₊✧ aside from there being nothing else to do except for a quick fuck during a long wait or something of the sort, he would prefer to wait until both of you are somewhere private where he can go wild instead of walking on eggshells trying to be quiet and efficient.
━━━ .°˖✧ r is for risk ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ are they game to experiment? what kinds of risks are they willing to take?
╰₊✧ not really. while he thinks the thrill would be fun, he doesn’t want to do anything possibly reputation ruining if discovered or anything that would potentially put your safety at risk, so nothing too hardcore or even semi-public, as he feels like the dangers far outweigh the fun aspect of it.
━━━ .°˖✧ s is for stamina ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how many rounds can they go? how long do they last?
╰₊✧ i already said this for kaelix’s alphabet, but the real question is, how long can you last when it comes to fucking a superhuman? marathon sex isn’t too uncommon between the two of you, simply because he could go for dozens of rounds if you could keep up with him, but so far, you haven’t made it past five (but he’s always testing you, pushing you to your limits, always trying to see if you can break that record).
━━━ .°˖✧ t is for toys ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ do they own them? do they prefer to use them on you or themselves?
╰₊✧ although he’s open to using them, he would much rather pleasure you himself without the help of any toys. he just finds it much more satisfying that way, but he does own a toy or two to use on rare occasions.
━━━ .°˖✧ u is for unfair ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how much do they like to tease? do they like to be teased themself?
╰₊✧ he’s not too much of a tease, preferring to overstimulate and give you too much of what you wanted instead of edging you and denying you an orgasm. it’s just so much more fun to him, but he does enjoy getting teased himself since he’s pretty used to getting what he wants most of the time, finding that having you dangle what he wants so badly in front of his face always drives him wild.
━━━ .°˖✧ v is for volume ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how loud are they? what kinds of sounds do they make?
╰₊✧ although he doesn’t let out many sinful noises aside from occasional grunts and gasps, he certainly can’t stop running his mouth, telling you how good you were being for him and how perfect your shared body chemistry was, he just wants you to know how perfect you are and that he can’t believe how lucky he was to have someone as gorgeous as you underneath him.
━━━ .°˖✧ w is for wild card ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what’s a random sex headcanon?
╰₊✧ despite everything mentioned so far, it’s surprisingly easy to make this man fall apart, almost like it doesn’t even take any effort in the first place. whenever he’s feeling the pleasure, he loses his composure with shivers shooting up his spine and gasps whenever your nails dig into his back. he acts like you’re overexaggerating and that it wasn’t as bad as you say, but you both know the truth that he won’t admit.
━━━ .°˖✧ x is for x-ray ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ what’s going on under those clothes?
━━━ .°˖✧ y is for yearning ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how high is their sex drive?
╰₊✧ it’s almost entirely dependent on how high your drive is. if you prefer to have intimacy without lust, then he can live without it at all and almost never brings up the subject, preferring to show his love in plenty of other ways. if you prefer a more physically active lifestyle where you want to be fucking almost every day, then he can’t keep his hands off of you to save his life.
━━━ .°˖✧ z is for zzz ˚₊ ⊹
╰₊✧ how quickly do they fall asleep after the act?
╰₊✧ not very quickly. his stamina is off the charts, so he’s only waiting until you fall asleep in his arms before sneaking off to do whatever until he finally gets tired. he’s usually working out, reading a book, playing a video game, or catching up on paperwork from his latest mission, but he’s always careful not to wake you up when moving in and out of bed.
cw: vantacrow bringer x gn!reader; established relationship; reader is weird(?) or just really down bad for vanta lol; vanta biceps........🤤
“Can i bite your arm?”
“What-?”
Vanta stared at you, his violet-pink eyes blinking a few times in surprise. He was used to your out-of-context comments. It was a daily basis at this point. But sometimes it just really catches him off guard. Especially if it's something about him.
“Can i bite your arm?” You repeated, a casual look on your face, as if you're asking the most normal thing ever.
“Why?” A confused laugh left the man's mouth, while he was quietly observing your face. You looked so focused on his exposed bicep, eyes staring intensely and hands holding your crossed legs, as if holding yourself back from literally jumping on him. It was quite silly if you ask him.
“I don't know…” You responded calmly. “It looks like it's tasty.”
“It's literally just normal skin…” Vanta sighed out.
“What if it tastes like chocolate?”
“What-”
“Or caramel?”
“[Name]-”
“Or something between them?”
Vanta let out another sigh. No, he wasn't annoyed. In fact, he was actually impressed about how your brain could think of such stuff and not even be ashamed about it. And he means that in the most nice way possible. He loves you and your weird comments. It brings joy to his heart.
“Okay. You can bite my arm.” He finally said, catching your attention once again. And the moment he lifted his t-shirt's sleeve, he felt your teeth sink softly into his skin. He flinched slightly, but didn't really feel any pain.
The two of you stayed like that for a few moments, Vanta having a small smile on his face and you just standing there, with his bicep still between your lips and teeth. Soon enough, you pulled away. As Vanta looked at his bicep, he saw a small bite mark of your teeth, before he looked at you.
HIHIHI HOPE YOU DONT MIND MY REQUEST BUT PICTURE THIS
Wilson and Vanta and Claude go to the clerb (similar to bunny garden) and meet reader dressed in a bunny suit and they go insane nsfw plsss
≫ A/N: Hello darling! Whoo boy, lemme see what I can cook up for you! Fair warning, this might be slightly OOC because I just wanted to indulge both of us hehehe. It kind of became a club/bar/brothel combination location where the girls not only serve drinks but also offer company to the guys (and girls, and anything in between, of course!) visiting there because I thought it sounded interesting. I would totally love to run a place like this for myself, so this was kind of my dreams taking hold of this fic, I hope that's okay! I really enjoyed writing this, it was a lot of fun! It took a little bit more time than I usually need, but I wanted to make sure it turned into something we're hopefully both happy with, and I am personally happy with the result! ❤
CW: female reader, smut, reader is in a bunny suit, alcohol conspumption (all 3 stories), Vanta is angry, Claude is horny, Wilson is depressed, reader comforts Vanta and Wilson, Wilson gets taken to the back rooms so he can have some love after a heartbeak, Claude has a wet dream about reader, Claude goes back to reader's place and they fuck, Vanta gets a bit aggressive when fucking reader and marks her, massive warning for this: reader lets Vanta choke her and she gets close to passing out.
Art credits Claude. ❤ Art credits Wilson. ❤ Art Credits Vanta.
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What A Cute Bunny
Wilson
Wilson was not feeling okay today. He had just completed his hero duties that were super tough on him today, And on top of that his girlfriend turned out to be cheating on him, so he broke up with her, crying more than he ever had before. The hero was walking around town, and then happened upon this place that Vanta had told him about since he came there regularly. He decided to enter the building and see what what all the fuss was about.
When he entered he was greeted by all these girls in bunny suits, both waitresses and bartenders. It looked like a cozy place, and he felt comfortable there. Smooth jazz was playing over the speakers, and the girls all seemed very kind. He sat down at the bar, and his bartender for the night was you.
"Hello, darling, what can I get started for you?" you asked the hero. He ordered the tallest, strongest drink you had to offer. With a sigh, he started sipping his drink, as he occasionally kept glancing your way. You were absolutely stunning, and the entire time, you treated him kindly. He hated to admit it, but this felt so nice after the heartache he went through. Part of him felt bad to be interested in another girl so quickly after what happened, but he just felt so... Safe around you.
"What's the matter, honey? Do you want to talk about it?" you asked as you placed a hand on his and gave him a comforting smile. He started talking about all the things that were bothering him with tears in his eyes. You listened to him and reassured him, that was part of your job after all. After he had talked about it, he did feel a little bit better. You walked around the bar to give him a hug. As you hugged him, a blush appeared on his face. You smelled nice, and the hug felt so warm.
"You have been going through so much. And you look incredibly lonely. I can help you out, make you feel better, if you want," you said as you took his hands in yours. He nodded and let you lead him into a room out back. When he got into the room, he realised what exactly you meant by 'helping him'. It was a cosy-looking room, and if he didn't know better, he'd say he was in a brothel right now.
"Is this something the girls here do more often?" he asked curiously. "Yeah, pretty much," you answered, "if we feel like someone really needs it. We are here to offer company, after all." You continued, and the hero nodded. You gently pushed him onto the couch and sat on his lap. You kissed him as you entangled your hands in his hair. Wilson moaned into your mouth as he wrapped his arms around you. You broke the kiss to kiss his jawline and his collarbone, and you scooted back a little bit. Your hand landed on his belt, and you looked at him questioningly and the hero nodded in response. You undid his belt, and pulled down his pants and boxers a little bit so his dick could spring free. You moved the crotch part of the suit to the side so you could sink down on his cock. Wilson moaned loudly, and his arms wrapped around you once more. You started bouncing on his dick as you let your arms rest on his shoulders. Wilson whimpered, and you thought that was absolutely adorable. He looked like he really needed this, so you were happy to provide for him. You had done this a lot before, so your legs were able to do this no problem, but Wilson still wanted to help you, so he placed his hands on your hips so he could help you bounce up and down.
Wilson felt so needy, and this felt so nice to him, that his orgasm approached him sooner than he would have wanted to. He told you he was getting close, so you started putting in a little bit more effort. You bounced with even more effort, and you gave him a French kiss that made him go dizzy. Maybe it was the alcohol, or his approaching orgasm, but it was probably both. "I'm gonna cum... fuck..." Wilson moaned as a warning for you to get off of him, so that's what you did. You quickly replaced your cunt with your hand so you could get him there. With a whimper, he released all over your hand and his own stomach.
You kept sitting on his lap as he held you, and he cried into your shoulder. It was all too much to him; he was so overwhelmed. You were honestly starting to like him. He was adorable, handsome, and he seemed like an awesome guy. You gave him your number so he could call you anytime he felt like he needed some company, and you told him that this room would always be available to him if he wanted it. He whispered a 'thank you' and asked you if it was ok if he came back tomorrow. With a smile that made butterflies appear in his stomach, you replied with an "Of course, anytime, darling."
Claude
Claude had taken a nap before he decided to go out, and he had an interesting dream. It was a wet dream, featuring you, the bunny girl working at the club he regularly went to. He was head over heels for you, and Kunai and Victoria had teased him a lot about this. He took a cold shower to hopefully calm down the hormones a little bit, wore the best cologne he had and got dressed to go out.
He entered the club and was immediately greeted by you, his favourite bunny working there. "Hello, sweetheart, I was expecting you!" you said with a wink as you handed him his usual drink. Then the two of you started talking about how your day had been and what you had been up to. He admitted to you that he dreamed about you before he headed here with a blush on his cheeks, that spread to his neck the more he thought about it. He didn't tell you the details, though, he didn't want to creep you out. You giggled and asked him what exactly he was dreaming about as you leaned over the bar, since you were really interested in whatever he had to tell you. You had liked him ever since he first set foot in this place, and you had some spicy dreams about him yourself lately. The two of you wanted each other so badly, but neither of you knew for sure if the other liked them. But Claude decided to take his chances for the night. Like a stuttering mess, he told you about the dream he had, this time including the lewd details. You listened to him with wide eyes, and Claude was afraid he had fucked it all up forever. But relief washed over him as you admitted to him that you had these kinds of dreams lately as well. Finally, both of you had a confirmation about something you had been wondering for a while.
He wanted you so badly, but like the gentleman he was, he said he would wait until your shift was done so he could "walk you home" *wink wink* So you served him some more drinks, but he didn't want to be too drunk, no, he wanted to make sure he would remember this night. Technically, the girls weren't allowed to drink on the job, but your boss never made a big fuss about it if any of you did. So you did take a few shots to get the courage for whatever was going to happen after your shift was over. When you weren't busy serving other customers, you would spend some more time with him. You already shared some heated French kisses, and you sat on his lap for a little bit while your hands played with his beautiful opal and lilac colored hair. Being company was a part of the job of the girls working there, but this wasn't your job brain making you do this; this was your feelings for him taking over.
After your shift had ended, the two of you walked over to your place as you held hands. When you arrived at your place, you pushed him against the door as you kissed him, and your hands wandered around his body. You needed him so badly, so your hand eventually ended at his crotch. "How about we take this to the bedroom?" you whispered in his red glowing ear, and he responded with an eager nod. You took his hand in yours and you led him to the bedroom of your apartment, and you pushed him onto your bed after you took off your "work uniform".
"God, you look so beautiful..." the cleric whimpered after you came to sit down on his lap. It did feel a little bit unfair, though, you were completely naked, while he was still fully clothed. You asked him if he was ok with undressing, and with a nod, he started to take off his clothes. After he was done undressing, you lay down next to him and took hold of him. During another heated make-out session, you held him close enough so he landed on top of you when you rolled over. You were the one blushing this time, as you felt his dick so close to the place you wanted him most, and god, he wanted to get inside of you so bad.
"Please, I need you right now," Claude whispered, and you wrapped your legs around him. You gave him the nod, and he slowly entered you. "God, why must you be so big?" you asked as you felt him stretching you out, and the cleric hated how much that statement turned him on even more. He gave you some time to adjust, and after you gave him the okay, he started moving his hips. It felt so good to finally have him inside of you, after wanting it for so long, and Claude felt the same way. He moaned, whined and whimpered a lot, and it made you feel so sexy, so desired. You clawed at his back as you moaned into his neck, angling your hips to meet his with every move. Both of you were vocal the entire time, and telling each other how much you love the other. You could tell he was getting close with his movements becoming more erratic, and he could tell you were so close to spilling over as well. He angled his hips differently, so his dick was rubbing against your clit with every move of his hips. With a scream, you came, as your tongue lolled out and drool left the corner of your mouth. As he helped you through your orgasm, you begged him to cum inside, and he was happy to oblidge. With a few more thrusts, he released inside of you as he let out one of the most erotic moans you've ever heard a guy make. He ever so elegantly collapsed on top of you, as both of you tried to steady your heartbeat and breathing. You were satisfied, but not entirely, and apparently he wasn't either because he stayed hard inside of you. So both of you kept going at it until you saw the sun peeking through the curtains.
Vanta
Vanta was sitting in a booth in a corner at the bar, far away from others. He didn't want to see other people at all, because he was furious, but he really craved seeing you. He knew this specific booth was your designated serving location, so he always sat here. He had a massive crush on you, and he came here a lot, and only you could cheer him up. You brought him his drink and then sat down next to him.
"Hello, sweetheart, why the long face?" you asked as you leaned your head onto his shoulder and put your hand on his thigh. With balled fists, he told you that the missions lately had been really hard on him. He saw a lot of people lose their lives, and he was angry at himself that he wasn't able to save them, and not even Zali was able to help them. He wasn't mad at his friend; he knew he tried his best, and the logic part of his brain knew that sometimes you do all you can, but it will never feel like enough. But even if he knew all these things, it would not remove the feeling of massive disappointment in himself. You listened to him intently, and your hand moved over to his, gently unballing his fist so it would be more relaxed. He looked at you as you did that, and you saw the expressions on his face soften. You were exactly what he wanted right now, and you delivered, because you could always tell what he needed the most in that very moment. You made him an offer he couldn't refuse:
"Take it all out on me, I don't mind. How about we go to the back so we can take care of this, what do you say?" you said as a blush crept onto your cheeks. You knew he was strong and he could snap your back easily if he wanted to, but you knew he wouldn't because you knew he loved you, and you loved him. You've had a crush on him for a little while now, and it always made you happy every time you saw him. He nodded, and you took him to the "special rooms" the girls used for these very things. You locked the door behind you as Vanta went to sit down on the bed. You asked Vanta to undress, as you took off your own clothes. He quickly did so because he needed you, and he needed you now.
"Let me know when I do something you don't like," the tyrant said as he threw you on the bed and got on top of you. "I like it rough, darling, do whatever you want. If it hurts too much, I'll let you know, I promise," you said as you pulled him in for a hungry kiss, and Vanta wasted no time pushing into you. Without giving you time to adjust, he started snapping his hips into yours. He was still holding back, though, and you could tell. "More. Give me more. I can take it," you moaned into his ear as your nails dug into his back. You didn't have to tell him twice. His pace became even harder, deeper, faster. He kissed you in between growls and grunts. He needed this so fucking much. He couldn't believe his luck. You were letting him use you like a toy, and you actually loved it too. You were becoming a whimpering mess, but you knew he had even more frustration left in him. You took one of his hands and placed it on your neck. "Squeeze," you demanded, and he wasn't sure if he really should, but if you asked him like that, he couldn't deny you. His other hand also moved to your neck, and he squeezed, and the lack of air made you drool, your eyes rolled back, and you moaned even louder. When your hands fell from his back, he released his hands immediately, and you gasped for air. He was worried he almost lost you for good, but after a little bit, you demanded he choke you some more. You wanted him to let out all the anger he had on you, so you would let him. After he had choked you two more times, you were so close to reaching your limit. Seeing your eyes roll back and drool running out of the corner of your mouth made him impossibly more horny and he got so close as well. His hand reached down towards your clit and started rubbing it, and in a matter of seconds you fell apart. He wanted to pull out so he could cum on your stomach, but instead your legs locked around his hips, not letting him go anywhere. "Cum inside, please," you said while you were getting overstimulated as fuck, and with a few more thrusts, he released inside of you.
He fell down next to you, and tried to catch his breath. He hugged you close, and with a smile on his face, he said: "Thank you. Truly, thank you for everything. I feel much better now." he said, and you kissed his forehead. "You are welcome, darling. Feel free to use me any time you like."
