Kinktober post 3
Black lipstick
(TW//: NSFW content, force-feminization, mommy kink, degradation, slight dacryphilia, makeup on a male character, goth! Reader, Sub! Sam, female pet names, nipple play,)
Sam always has an interest in your makeup. Watching you adoringly as you tried out different gothic styles. It was really no surprise to you when you walk into your bathroom to find him trying it out for himself.
You open the door, eyeing him as he spreads black cream across his lips. He turns around quickly, leaving a black streak to rub onto his cheek. “Y/n it’s not what it looks like, I’m sorry.” He pleads. You giggle at the sound of him sounding so guilty. “”Why should you be sorry, everyone deserves to feel pretty.” you smile. His face turns from panic to confusion in a matter of seconds.
You push Sam to sit on your sink counter. He obeys like a dog for you. Always has, and probably always will. “You wanna try some makeup on.” You ask kindly. His cheeks heat up and sheepishly nods, avoiding your gaze. You chuckle quietly and lift his chin up to look at you. You pick up a cotton pad, covering it in micellar water and clearing off all the smudged makeup.
He sits there quietly, watching his lap. “Is there a certain look you want me to do on you baby?” You ask gently, taking out a couple things before you get started. “Can you um.. Can you do the one you did the other day? With the blue glitter?” he asks humbly. You smile and hiss his cheek. “Of course. Just close your eyes for me.” He obeys immediately, fluttering his eyes closed just for you.
Sam sits on your counter patiently, humming Altar De Fey and tapping his fingers against his jeans. You cover his eyelids in black and blue eyeshadow, spreading the colors until they mix the way you want. “Open” you ask quietly. His eyes flicker open and he sees you holding eyeliner and mascara. He’s timmed and flinches as you start to put the pencil towards his eye. You pull back and offer him a comforting smile. His demeanor changes and you slowly go black to smearing eyeliner under his eyes and applying mascara.
You touch up his messily put on lipstick and snap on the cap. “You're done!” you announce to him. He quickly stands to his feet, looking at himself in your mirror and admiring your work, and the way he looks. “I look pretty,” he says quietly. You smile as you hold your arms around his waist.
“I’m glad you like it.” You say, leaving soft kisses up his neck. “Thank you.” his hands are gripping the counter as he watches you from the mirror. “Thank you..?” He recognizes your tone instantly, it sends shocks up his spine. “Thank you mommy.” He breathes out. You gently bite down on his neck and his knuckles begin to turn white. “Why don't you try something on for me, yeah?” He nods eagerly and you pull him into your bedroom. You sit him on your bed and walk over to your dresser. “Take those off for me okay.” you command as you shuffle through your drawers.
You turn back around to see him fully stripped for you. You smile in approval and hold out a pair of black lace underwear. They arent your black panties, you know that wouldn’t be able to hold him, but a cute pair for him to try on. He eyes them delicately and slides them up his thighs. He looks at himself through your floor length mirror hanging on your door. His breath is heavy in his throat. His mouth lays open, his tongue almost hanging out, but words aren't able to come out.
You kneel down in front of him. Up bite on his thigh and he whines and goes to hold onto your shoulders, but he knows better than to touch you without permission. “Go ahead pretty girl, you can touch.” Sam's hands instantly move to your hair, tangling his fingers into it.You lick up his lace-covered bulge, salt covering your tongue and he pulls your hair and whimpers in response. Your spit and his precum leaves the panties wet. “My girl’s so soaked for me.”
You take his cock out of the lace and fold the underwear to the side, licking a stripe up his thigh . Your hand moves up to hold his balls as your mouth moves to the head of his cock, so close where he feels your breath on him, cooling his precum that's spilling. He whines and bucks his hips up. He’s needy and frustrated. He’s been a good boy for you, and he expects his reward for doing so. You laugh at his eagerness and squeeze his balls. “Don't be a brat.” His hips go back into their former position and you release your grip. You move your mouth up and swirl your tongue around his nipple. Pulling and tugging the nub between your teeth.
“You’re so pathetic for me, you’re all needy for me, you like being all dolled up for me? Being called a beautiful girl?” You degrade. He's a whining mess under you and he nods, helpless. “Yes mommy, I've been a good girl for you, just, please.” He pants. You give in and wrap your
Lips around his tip, pushing your head down his length.
Sam lets out a loud, whiney moan and one hand gripping your hair the other tangled in the sheets. Your hand continues to squeezes his balls, leaving sam overstimulated. His cock twitches in your mouth and you pull off of him. “Don't come yet, I will tell you when you're allowed.” He nods and squeezes his eyes shut. “Yes, mommy.” his mascara drips down his cheeks as tears puddle in his eyes, only encouraging you more. “Don’t cry pretty girl, you're smudging your makeup.”
You move your mouth quicker around Sam and you tap his thigh. He knows what this means from previous times and he immediately is spilling his come into your mouth. You swallow his come, his dick still in your mouth. You suck your spit off of his cock and pull him out of your mouth. Sam falls back onto your bed, panting and sensitive. “Let's get you cleaned up baby girl.”
AN//: Hey lovers! Third kinktober is finally here!! please enjoy and let me know if you would like to be added to the current tag list. stay horny and safe <3 - beee!