I don't usually request but it's my birthday today so indulging myself 😌 Experimenting with anaxa by fucking his chest/eye portal? With mindbreak or corruption perhaps
Feel free to ignore but if you do it, thank you in advance.
☆ top male reader x bttm anaxagoras
☆ synopsis: your boyfriend anaxa finally decided to go along with your stupid idea of fucking his eye if it will get u to stop asking him about it, but it turns out to be more than he could have ever bargained for.
★ cw: eye fucking, dub-con (if u squint), mind break, overstimulation (if you squint), dumbification, you came inside lol, nasty stuff, bday boy privileges, hair pulling, bleeding uh, leg humping, fingering.
★ AUTHOR’s rambling: oh my lord oh my god i like the way your brain works anon!!! HAPPY BDAYY i hope you accept this fic as a gift! its very short i apologize.
NSFW content under the cut, proceed with caution
“Hey, Anaxaaaa!” Hearing that distant voice approaching, he could only pinch the bridge of his nose in annoyance, taking a long and deep sigh to prepare himself to lose brain cells from whatever new dumb thing that will come out of your mouth.
And then the door to his office is slammed open, and the cause is you. The two of you have been in a relationship for some time now, which to most people is a bit… insane? which isn’t surprising due to the immense difference in personality. Well, no matter; thinking about how you two got together is always distracting. He will need to deal with whatever shenanigan you brought with you today.
You ran up to him behind his desk and wrapped your arms around his neck while he rested in his chair.
“Missed you,” you said, placing a kiss on his cheek. Despite the hint of blush that dusted his cheek, he said in his monotone voice, “What do you want? I’m busy right now if you’re unaware.”
“AH, you are always so cruel to me; it hurts.” “Get to the point.” Yikes, the air got cold for a sec when he glared at you just now, which just made you smile even more. “Let me put my dick in your eye.”
… … …
awkward silence… very, very awkward. I mean, you aren’t asking for too much, really. Who wouldn’t want to fuck their boyfriend’s eye-void-thingy? You’ve always been curious about how it would feel; after all, would it be warm or cold inside? There’s only one way to find out.
… … …
He wasn’t saying anything… Why isn’t he saying anything??? “You know it is my birthday, so… maybe?” Yeah, no way he’ll let you do it. Dang it, you should have treated him to breakfast in bed first before asking him. Ah well, you’ll take birthday sex even if it's not his eye… his chest even… maybe?
“Fine”… “Huh? Oh? okay? yay!”
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Here you are now, looking down on him while he sat on the ground looking up towards you, his eyepatch off his face and onto the ground, allowing you to see his space-like eye… hole? You weren’t sure.
You were nervous, to say the least. What were you supposed to do now? You didn’t expect him to actually agree. Well, here goes nothing.
You awkwardly slipped down your pants to get your cock out; the moment you slid your boxers down, it sprangto life, almost slapping Anaxa if it wasn’t for his hand catching it.
“Uh, do you need preparation?? lube?” You asked with a concerned tone, all your confidence from earlier gone out the window as you looked at him with the ‘help’ look. Anaxa looked at you like you were the epitome of brainless; well, he agreed to this, so he can’t complain really. If anything, it's his fault for indulging you. “Just get this over with.”
Gulping, you nervously brought the swollen head of your cock to the vortex-like eye socket. It was radiating intensely cold air, almost freezing. You could feel the suction already, drawing you in, urging you to put it in already; without even being in yet, you can feel your cock getting insanely harder.
With a deep breath, you finally pushed forward, very, very slowly, gasping as the tip of your cock penetrated the tight ring of muscle. This cosmic-like thing you just shoved your cock in was so tight you felt your cock about to burst; it clenched and fluttered around your cock in some desperation.
"Fuck, it's so tight," you grunted, your hips starting to piston a bit faster, more confident, driven wild by the all-consuming heat and pressure. Anaxa’s eye seemed to ripple and pulse with every thrust, like a beating heart determined to fully milk you of all your worth.
Anaxa’s eye rolled back in his head, body shaking uncontrollably, tongue lolling out obscenely as silent screams of pleasure ripped from him. No matter how hard he tried to still himself, to not break down, he couldn’t; it felt so good. Why does it feel so good?
His hands scrabbled at your pants, fingers clenching down on the fabric as he was fucked stupid, his brain scrambling to process the overwhelming sensation of a hard cock violating his most sacred, intimate space.
You couldn’t help but throw your head back at the burning hot sensation; it felt like you were fucking a virgin hole for the very first time. It felt like something very warm and wet was surrounding your cock from every direction.
You wanted to go slow, but you couldn’t, not with how good it feels.
You groaned breathlessly, one hand fisting Anaxa’s hair, yanking his head back, making your cock slowly slip out before bringing it all the way back with a slam of your hips.
All self-respect Anaxa had for himself was out the window as he screamed in both incredible pain and pleasure.
You gripped his hair even rougher and moved his head back and forth in sync with your hips. You were fucking his eye socket like some other hole, with no respect in your movement and absolutely no mercy, simply chasing your pleasure.
Anaxa was in a panicked state; his body shook violently from how good it felt, but it was also very dangerously messing with his brain. “P-please, no,” he cried out, tears threatening to spill from his eye, but will you actually stop? No shot.
You increased the pace, not even pretending to care, of course you wouldn’t. How could you when you were feeling pleasure like never before? But you weren’t that cruel.
You brought your foot up to press against the raging bulge in Anaxa’s pants, applying pressure to it before rubbing his cock with your foot. This made him mewl and cry harder, as a clear wet stain can be obviously seen on his pants.
You then brought your leg down below him. “Feel free to hump it,” you said with a very obviously mocking smirk as you continued to rail into his eye socket with brutal intensity, but he was too far gone to care, too far into pleasure that the only thing he could think of right now was the urgent need to cum.
So hump he did. Like a dog in heat, he violently pressed himself against your foot, grinding down against it as hard as he could. His drool and sweat hit the ground as he moved viciously like he was going to explode any time soon.
Anaxa’s mind felt like it was melting, ready to snap at any moment; with every passing second, he felt himself going insane even more. from you fucking his eye to the sensation of your boot against his clothed cock. He could feel it, his sanity going down with every grind, with every thrust, with every twitch of his hole in his pants begging to be filled as well.
With every drag of your cock against his battered, bruised brain, he dripped a little precum. He knew he should protest, should demand that you stop, but all he could manage was a garbled moan, his tongue too thick and clumsy in his mouth.
He was feeling overwhelming pleasure but at the same time feeling incredibly empty in other areas. Normally he would never bring himself down to that lowly point, but right now he doesn’t have the brainpower and logic to fight his natural instincts, his instinct to be filled.
Lost in the haze of sensation and the blissful agony of his eye being pounded, Anaxa sneaked a hand in his pants, his fingers seeking out his own swollen hole. He could feel it twitching against his fingers.
With no hesitation, he pressed his fingers against his wet hole and pushed in. Even though it got absolutely no action, it was dripping wet – not too much but enough for him to perfectly fit two of his fingers inside.
He fucked himself in time with your thrusts, without stopping his own hips from grinding against your shoes. chasing the pleasure that only you could give him. His mind felt like it was fracturing; his earlier begging turned into nothing but random nonsense.
The wet squelching sounds of your cock plunging into Anaxa’s brain filled the office, overshadowed by his whorish moans and the wet slap of flesh against flesh.
He desperately fucked himself against his fingers, plunging the two of them as deep as they could go, but it was not enough, not long enough to reach that sweet spot that only you were familiar with. and it was frustrating, to say the least.
He could feel himself getting closer; his eye socket was clenching, he could feel his body shaking violently and his cock pulsing with need. He was so close but not nearly there yet, he just needed a little more, something a little more encouraging, so he could finally cum.
Then there it was; you hit a specific spot in his eye. As you went so deep, you slammed into a specific special spot inside his eye that resonated directly with his brain. He felt like needles were shoved in his brain from every angle; any last sane thought he had in his mind had vanished. He lost the ability to think about anything other than cock right now.
And with a strangled cry, he came, his release spurting out to soak through the fabric of his pants, his hole clenched around his own fingers, desperately crying and sobbing as he was hit with a second orgasm right after it.
At the same time, you who were paying attention to every single movement from Anaxa, watching intently as he pleasured himself, watching as he humped your foot like a virgin puppy, watched as he came all over himself uncontrollably like a child. You were too lost in all of, well, him! to even realise how close you were.
You slammed in one last time, hilting deep till your balls were pressed against his cheek. Your cock erupted to fill his mind fully with your cum; you couldn’t even attempt to pull back as you groaned and cried out, pumping all your thick, hot cum in his eye.
Your cum shot so deep, Anaxa could swear he feels it in his brain, clouding his own thoughts, drowning. them in fucked-stupid bliss. Anaxa could only wail pathetically, his body shaking and shuddering as he felt the sticky fluids filling his skull.
As you finally pulled out, strings of white jizz mixed with golden blood dripped from your spent cock, while Anaxa collapsed back onto the floor, his mind a blank, fucked-out void. He stared up at you with glazed, unfocused eyes, a stupid grin stretching across his face. Drool leaked from the corner of his mouth, and he giggled, a sound devoid of any reason. as he looked at you with one dumb eye and another one leaking copious amounts of cum and his golden blood.
"Such a good birthday present for me, I'm so happy,” you purred, tucking yourself away with a satisfied smile. Anaxa could only gurgle in agreement, his body aching and sore but sated.
He knew he'd be feeling this for days, the dull throb of his battered brain and the lingering heat of your cum. And he knew the fact that his fried brain will never be the same ever.
