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23 | she/her new to writing, just vibing with dbh fanfics (connor x reader 👀) nsfw, learning as i go and having fun with it!

[velvetprotocol]

You know what I want to hear💙

Warnings: NSFW, possessive/jealous Connor, early relationship Connor, teasing, edging, praise, emotional manipulation (light), established dom/sub dynamic.

Summary: Connor said he just wanted to be casual! Unfortunately for him, you listened.

Dom!Connor x Sub!fem!reader

Connor, your android detective boyfriend told you he didn’t want anything serious, he needed to figure himself out. He told you that you guys should just be casual, no strings attached. You understood, because he has only been a deviant for roughly eight months, BUT that didn’t make it hurt any less.

Your friends can tell you’re upset by this, so a few weeks later, one of them sets you up on a date with a cute guy. “Well” you think to yourself, “why not. It’s not like Connor is my boyfriend anymore.” Your friends are so excited, they just want to see you happy.

You go on the date, and of course the guy is so boring, and frankly not your type. You stay polite and later that night delete his number.

The next few days are strange. Connor never texted you much after ending things with you. Now suddenly, hes sending random pictures of Sumo, and asking how work was. You try to ignore him because well… he’s connor and if you let yourself care it’ll only remind you that he isn’t yours anymore.

The next morning, working at your desk, you notice a text. It’s Connor and he wants to talk? He wants to know if he can pick you up later tonight around seven.

You respond back, “sure, see you then.” But, now your heart is racing. Why does he want to talk? Does he want to get back together? You can’t even focus on your work anymore.

Sure enough at 7pm sharp, you see Hank’s car in the parking lot of your apartment. He must’ve let Connor borrow it to talk to you. You shyly get in the passenger seat, suddenly embarrassed by how cute you tried to look. Just in case he wanted you back, that is.

You clear your throat awkwardly, “soo.. What did you want to talk about?”

Connor chuckles, “We’ll talk when we get to where we are going.” The drive is 15 minutes out of the city. You always love driving and seeing all the lights and skyscrapers at night. Connor pulls off to an empty parking lot. It’s isolated, but safe. Plus Connor is there too, and he would protect you so you aren’t scared… just curious. Why come out here to talk?

You glance over at him. "Connor..." He doesn't answer immediately and his jaw tightens. "Who was he?" You blink. "What?" "The guy." Suddenly everything makes sense: The random texts, the pictures of Sumo, the sudden need to talk, the look on his face.

He's jealous.

Connor turns the car off and moves his seat all the way back, also reclining it. You feel so nervous for some reason. You are hoping he wants you back, but the anticipation is killing you. Until you look over and see Connor unbuttoning his pants, and letting out his very hard, synthetic cock.

Oh.

Your mouth must be hanging wide open because with a smirk all he says is, “Come here.” Obviously, you listen, he pulls your skirt up, moving your panties out of the way. Connor grips your hips as he lowers you onto his cock.

You let out a whine as he fucks you up and down on his cock. The way he cups your chin as his thumb invades your mouth is no help to the situation; you’re just left there to moan and whine on his dick as his hands make their way all over your body.

You’re a little shy, since you haven’t seen him in so long, but fuck it feels so good. You throw your head back and mumble out, “haah Con..”

Almost immediately his hand finds your chin again, forcing you to look at him. “Don’t do that.” he adds sharply. “ Wanna see you while I fuck the dumb thought of you dating someone else out of your head.”

He fucks into you slowly, but harshly, mocking you without letting you cum. It’s been almost an hour at this point, and Connor is feeling like a menace.

“Plea- hgnhh- please”, you manage through your moans. “Ple- let me..” He only chuckles as he starts to rub your clit right as you start to speak.

“Oh? You want to come?” he leans in and kisses you deeply. God have you missed that. But, as he pulls away he tilts his head and clicks his tongue “that’s too bad.”

You let out the MOST pathetic whine ever as he starts those tortuous circles again. You have already asked so nicely, as nicely as you can at least while being fucked dumb by Connor.

“Please Connor” you are clenching around him every time he hits the right spot, begging him to let you come.

“Yeah.. no. You know what I want to hear” he says with a sadistic smirk on his face. You know this has to be connected to the date you went on.

“I- i’m sorry”, you manage through moans as he continues guiding you up and down, while simultaneously torturing your clit. “Mmm.. about what?” he smirks as a sign for you to continue.

“About- haah- going on - haaah- a- hgnnh- date” you whine as he thrusts harder into you. Almost as if he wants your confession to be difficult.

“It wasn’t my idea! Plea” you whine but he cuts you off with his thumb back in your mouth.

“Oh yeah? You’re mine. Got it?” he whispers into your ear, not letting up on you AT ALL.

You whine as you nod. “But- haah- you said- haah- we were haah casual.” Big mistake.

Connor thrusts into you harder, gripping your chin again, “I did not say date other people. Now tell me who you belong to.” he demands.

“Y-you haah- only haah you.”

“Good.” he seems satisfied, but still not letting up.

“Con” you whine “please I can’t take it”

“You will.” he flashes that smirk again. He keeps fucking you on his dick, ignoring your whines and pleas to come. Because hes proving a point. Yes, you told him youre his but oh… he’s gonna show you.

After what feels like hours (realistically another 30 minutes) he finally gives you the long awaited release you desired. As you squirm and clench through your orgasm, He fucks you through it and fucks you through his own orgasm, filling you with his artificial cum.

You’re so tired when he helps you off of him. His hand caressing your neck, placing soft kisses on your lips.

“Are we back together?” you shyly mumble. Because even after the soo hot sex, you do really love him.

Connor gives you a warm smile, “yes. I believe we should be. I was wrong”

I do apologize if I got too carried away with the freak but early relationship Connor has been on my mind 😊 hope yall enjoy and do let me know if you want more of this Connor 🙂‍↕️

[sweetgrimm]

NO MATTER THE ROUTE CONNOR IS ALWAYS DEVIANT I WILL DIE ON THAT HILL

HE PUTS THE FISH BACK INTO ITS TANK, HE GROWS TO HAVE EMOTIONS in his deviant route.

ANDROID CONNOR (who's kind of an asshole) IS ALSO DEVIANT. he shows emotions and grows to have them. They are much darker and harder /selfish emotions. But still emotions.

And him wanting to prove he is a machine sooo bad is also a very human thing to do.

Machine connor just can't cope with that reality. And when he is presented with the fact he WILL be replaced, he looks uunhappy at the very least. A true machine would not care that it is now obsolete. Buddy cannot accept he was meant to deviate.

I have no one else to talk to about dbh. So I have come to your inbox

THIS WILL NOT BE THE LAST YOU SEE OF ME

My inbox is always open bestie keep it coming!

I agree that Connor, no matter the route, is deviant. I've read multiple studies and theories on his character and deviancy and the likes. I think one reason machine Connor is such an ass is because he's TRYING to be emotionless. And when he does feel something, he shuts it off and lashes out in some way.

Deviant Connor hesitantly allows himself to feel. I think the way he opens up to Hank and Amanda about his decision making (specifically the options to honestly say he doesn't know). Machine Connor does not allow himself that space, immediately turning to sarcasm and hostility as opposed to that degree of softness.

I think a highly empathetic Connor remaining a machine is such an interesting path. I think it's genuinely sticking to what he knows. He's not ready to face these ideas and feelings so he just... doesn't. He remains on his task because it is the one constant- one comfort he has. Accepting deviancy means opening up a whole new can of worms that he either emotionally isn't ready to handle or just doesn't want to.

Machine machine Connor genuinely just shuts himself down. In the scene where Hank... well... you know.... kills himself, we see him stop and process. His LED is red. The LED only goes red when an android is in some kind of distress. Connor is upset that Hank died. He is upset. Then, he just kinda shuts down and keeps going.

Machine Connor does feel; he just dissociates from these feelings and shuts down. It's a defense mechanism. If he pretends not to feel anything, then he'll stop feeling anything at all.

His replacement scene is such a sad scene because Connor was manipulated to be this way. I would say brainwashed but he's a little young for it to be true brainwashing. Machine Connor genuinely believes that he is doing what is right. He did his job like a good little machine. And good little machines don't mind when they get replaced. Too bad this little machine was only pretending.

[wyllapproves]

Connor nsft alphabet bc I am very normal about him

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Connor is very cuddly after sex. He’s much more touch starved than he lets on. And those quiet nights with a lover are the only times where he really gets to just melt into another person.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite part of his partners body is easily their neck and lips. He loves biting and kissing both. As far as his own body though? Well, truth be told he’s rather detached from his own body. He was made to believe it was expendable. He’s unlearning that sure but it takes time. His favorite part of his body is whichever your favorite is. And let’s be honest, it’s probably his large hands.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

As an android, his cum is likely some kind of synthetic, thirium based substance. Likely it’s mostly just lubricant. I imagine if I was designing androids to have sexual anatomy, some kind of lubricant system would be necessary. So, that probably just doubles as the apparatus that produces the artificial cum. That being said, androids likely have some amount of control of when they cum. Because these replicas of human reproductive parts were created with the pleasure of the human partner in mind. So it’s unlikely he’s cumming before his partner — that said, if his partner loves cum, he’s happy to do so over and over again… and he secretly loves when it gets messy.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Once he realizes he has his own sexual desires and that his partner does too… well he’s honestly just constantly thinking about sex. He wants to learn EVERYTHING he can about sex and human anatomy. EVERYTHING. Not so much a dirty secret… but when he’s zoned out at work at the DPD… more often then not he’s ‘researching’ (aka watching porn or reading blogs about) a new sex position to try with his partner.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

I imagine that the reason Connor has reproductive parts is in case he has to do some kind of undercover work or other detective work where having sex with someone might reveal more information for him. So, CyberLife didn’t program him to be a novice. He knows what he’s doing but he’s never had the physical experience himself until recently.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He LOVES any position where you’re riding him. Of course, he’s rather eclectic in the positions he’s interested in and wants to try but he’s a service dom in bed. And he wants to let you use his cock however you need. Hence, having you ride him.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He is chronically serious in bed. Whether he’s being a hard dom or a soft one, it’s always intense. It’s always deep. There’s always intimacy and eye contact out the wazoo. Maybe he can come to lighten up during the act over time… maybe.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He doesn’t have much hair. He was designed to be very clean cut. He doesn’t have a single hair out of place. Even the hair on his head that looks out of place is purposefully so. He’s not very hairy and what is there is very well groomed.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Connor is very romantic, almost hopelessly so. He’s the kind of guy to sprinkle rose petals and light candles, especially if it’s the first time you two are having sex together. If you do something romantic for him in bed? He’d swoon. He loves if you buy a nice piece of lingerie to wear for him or if you’re just absolutely loving and romantic towards him during the act, letting him be the center of attention after a frustrating case. He’d just be putty in your hands.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

He doesn’t really jack off because as an android he doesn’t really need to in the same way a human would. That being said, there have been times when he’s lonely. He’s the kind of guy who might ‘accidentally’ slip your underwear in his pocket before leaving in the morning to remember your scent. He’s a bit of a perv like that (and we love him for it).

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He LOVES power dynamics in bed. Old habits die hard he supposes, but he’s used to hierarchy and structure, it’s comfortable and exhilarating. So, where it’s you or him who’s in charge he’s having a good time. If it’s him though? He can be quite in favor of corporal punishment. So be prepared.

He also is the type to just what to try every kink under the sun with his partner at least once. Of course, if you express discomfort with trying something he won’t push it but he’ll try anything you let him. To him, it’s like experiment, collecting data. Seeing what gets you going and what make practically melt into putty under him.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He’s a bit bashful about doing it in more public places. In the bed, on the couch, or in shower tend to be his go to. But, he’s not above doing it in the backseat of Hank’s car or some other DPD service vehicle. Or hell, even in the DPD restroom! Why not?

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

He is not immune to teasing, in any capacity. Once you flip that trigger in his brain, while he’s capable of switching it back, he doesn’t what to. Not when you’re sending him those dirty texts or sitting on his lap at his desk, or even purposely bending over in front of him with those tight jeans on — oh rA9 save him!

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

He doesn’t have a lot of turn offs. He’s pretty willing to try most things. But sharing would take a lot of convincing. He’s the jealous type. He just feels like you’re the one thing that’s actually completely his.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

The way this man begs like a puppy to have you sitting on his face must be studied. He’s addicted to giving head. He loves the salty taste of warm human skin. Is it odd? Maybe! Does he care? Not really! When he’s receiving though? He’s a blubbering mess. He tastes a little silicone-y and vaguely like blueberries. Also head in the DPD bathroom? Say less actually.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Depends on his mood. He’s usually up for what you’re up for. Especially if it’s the first time? It’s deep and sensual. But we all know he’s a bit of a hot head and if he’s had a rough day and you let him be rough? Oh he’s rough. But of course, never to a point you don’t like. And he’s always a consent king above all else.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Quickie king. He knows how to make you cum quickly and if you ever offer to pull him into some supply closet and get on your knees? He may put on a facade of having priorities but I sure you, he really doesn’t in this situation.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Yes. I think he’s made it pretty clear thus far. He is always searching for new positions, new kinks, new ways to make you scream his name and model number … yes.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He has no need to worry about stamina (android perks). So really he can go as long as you let him. If you’re up to really be pushed to the limit? He has no qualms about going until you’re a sobbing mess and tapping out under him.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He has a “but I’m basically your sex toy” attitude towards toys. Like genuinely. His dick can vibrate and he never runs out of stamina, why do you need a toy again? He’s not a total stickler, if you really want to use them he’ll allow it. But truthfully, he’d just prefer you call him over if you need something.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh he’s the worst tease. Especially if you’ve been bratty? You’re getting fucked sure, but cumming? Maybe you should have behaved! He will work you up and make you cry before giving in if he’s in a teasing mood.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s loud. He’s talking you through it, moaning, groaning, grunting… yeah he’s not quiet unless it’s like a public quickie. He knows some places require a little discretion. But if it doesn’t? He will be heard.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

I have so many random nsfw headcanons about this man. But for the sake of this post? He’d be lying if he said he doesn’t get off on taking care of you a little bit. He’d be cooking your meals, giving you a bath if you’re tired. He just likes taking care of you a lot. If you call him out (even as a joke) about him treating you kinda like a pet? Oh he’d get so flustered.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Android sexual parts were made with human pleasure in mind. He’s big enough to satisfy. Both in thickness and in length. Nuff said.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Not being limited by being human has its perks. This really does depend on his partners sex drive. He’d go basically whenever they want. That said, he does have sex on his mind more than he’d care to admit.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Another great thing about him is that he doesn’t need to sleep (Android perks!) so sex doesn’t really tire him out. He’ll cuddle you u til you fall asleep before going into a standby/stasis mode himself.

[wyllapproves]

I need more dom! Connor content please. I need him to walk me like a dog ASAP!!

[velvetprotocol]

Not my typical post BUT

I am actually replaying Detroit rn because I’m trying to get 100% and I have to play machine Connor😭

I hate when Hank and Connor fight😖 I’m also a die hard believer Connor is lowkey always a deviant, even as a machine.

Anyway just letting yall know I’m SUFFERING

[velvetprotocol]

Can’t get enough 💙

Warnings: NSFW, oral (f receiving), teasing, light bondage, forced orgasms.

Synopsis: Connor just can’t get enough of you!

Dom!Connor x Sub!Fem!Reader



You had just gotten home from a very miserable day at work. Connor, your android fiance, was already home and immediately noticed your mood.

“How was your day, love?” He asks.

“Terrible,” you reply dryly.

You start to kick off your shoes and head to your shared room. You can almost hear the smirk in his voice when he says, “well, maybe I know how to help you relax.”

As he backs you onto your bed, he presses kisses on your jaw down your neck. You instantly melt into him, a whine escaping you. Connor kisses your lips, tongue invading your mouth as he pulls your clothes off. He pulls his tie off, tying your hands to the headboard, “just let me take care of you, baby.”

He trails wet kisses down your neck, leaving his translucent blue salvia on you, until he reaches your thighs. He presses more kisses to the inside of your thigh, enough to make you whimper.

“Con you’re teasing me” you whine.

A chuckle leaves him as he slowly starts to kiss your clit. With one motion he throws your legs over his shoulders. He starts to lick slow, precise circles on your clit, dipping his tongue in and out, enough to make you crazy.

“Hnghhh..Con” you manage between moans.

Already you can hardly think. Connor has always been amazing at head, he can analyze you with that detective programming after all.

“That’s right.” He coos, “keep making those pretty sounds for me.”

He increases his pace, flicking his tongue over your clit, dipping it in and out of your dripping cunt. You feel the pressure of an orgasm building and Connor can too. He can feel the way you’re tensing around him.

“Fu-fuck Co-Connor” you moan.

Connor doesn’t stop, he keeps going as you come on his tongue, legs trembling now. He looks up at you, with your heavy breathing and your hands still bound above you.

“So good for me.”

His praise only makes you melt further. He kisses your clit slowly again, this time sucking a little, making you buck up into his mouth.

Connor chuckles, “mmm you want more.”

The realization makes him smile, “I can give you more.”

Before you can respond, he is gripping your thighs tighter, pulling you into his tongue as much as the restraints will allow.

You are already sensitive and your legs are trembling so much, but Connor holds them on his shoulders. His pace is unwavering. You’re on the edge almost immediately, but he does not slow down for you.

“F-fuck t-too m-much Con” you manage.

Connor knows you can take it and he pushes you over a second time.

This time he doesn’t stop, he doesn’t slow down, he continues his relentless pace on your cunt. Your mind is blank now after your second orgasm. All you can do is let the pleasure overwhelm you.

Connor loves when you do this, he gets off on it. Now he is purposefully trying to draw every sweet sound out of you.

He reaches up your body with his right hand to pinch one of your nipples. A jolt of pain shoots through you mixed with the immense pleasure of his android tongue.

“C-Con” you whine.

He looks up, wiping your come off his face with his hand.

“There she is,” he murmurs, looking at you with a pleased smile. “That’s my girl. Stay with me.”

Connor honestly cannot get enough of you. Every time he thinks he’s satisfied, another sound slips from your lips and he is diving back in. Time loses all meaning. You stop trying to keep track of how long it’s been, stop trying to remember how many times he’s made you come. All you know is Connor’s hands on you, his praise, and the overwhelming pleasure leaves your mind mush.

When Connor is finally satisfied, he unties your hands and rubs your wrists.

“You did so good for me,” he says as he places a soft kiss on your head.

He wraps one arm around your waist as you both walk to the shower.

Hehe hope you guys enjoy!! I had been sitting on this forever but it finally consumed me this weekend 🤭

[rosiebarksstuff]

Connor discovering how horny his gf gets when his hands are around her neck?

RAAAAAH I LOVE THIS AND I LOVE YOU.

First time writing after I've been gone for a little.

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He first got an inkling when he put his hand on the back of your neck to help guide you through a large crowd and he noticed you tensed and blushed, he could also feel your heartbeat speed up.

He decided to test out a theory, one night, when you two were making out, he'd bring his hand up. You thought he was going to cup your face like always, but then you felt his cold fingers wrap around your throat. Not squeezing just yet. Simply just resting there.

The response Connor was met with was a small noise into his mouth. A mix of shock and arousal, it made him grin into the kiss. He decided to be a little more experimental and squeeze lightly, tilting your head to deepen the kiss.

He mentally noted all your reactions to it, analysing every detail to see if it was good or bad. He didn't want to hurt you, so when he'd pull away, resting his forehead against yours, he'd mutter--

"You're ok with the choking, right?"

And after that, it became routine, he loved watching you get all fuzzy from his hand around your throat, the way your eyelids fluttered and your lips parted. It was all so beautiful to him.

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I HOPE THIS WAS OK LOVELY!!

I'm trying to get back into my writing flow after that horrible dip in motivation I had :')

This divider was created by @adornedwithlight

[wyllapproves]

Take a Backseat (Connor x Reader) SMUT!!

CW: quickie, p in v, light bondage, brat tamer Connor if you squint, NOT BETA READ

Summary: quickie in the back of Hank’s car. Nuff said.

So there they were, the pair who’d had oodles of sexual tension between them and nothing to do about it, sat in the backseat of Hank’s car.

Hank had decided that since they were done investigating the crime scene today and they’d all been in his car, anyone who wanted a ride back to the station had to tag along while Hank got groceries.

So they were there, in the backseats awkward conversation and awkward tension as Hank went and bought groceries. He was blissfully unaware of just what exactly was going down in his car as those awkward words turned into teasing touches — or hey, maybe he was completely aware and he was purposely trying to get those two love sick idiots some alone time together.

Either way, there was a pretty human girl with her legs wrapped around the waist of a sexy android detective as his tongue was exploring her mouth in the backseats awkward conversation of Hank’s car.

Connor’s lips trailed down her neck as her hands went to loosen his tie. Her whimpers getting louder as he sucked and bit at the soft flesh. Even if Hank came back when they were done and fully clothed, these marks would be obvious evidence of their encounter. Thankfully, neither of them minded at the moment.

His tie hung loosely around his shoulders now as she began going for the buttons of his shirt. Her moans only getting louder as his mouth found her collar bone. His translucent blue saliva leaving trails in her skin as his mouth made its way lower.

Finally, she bucked her needy hips into his and let out a wanton moan, causing Connor to groan and look up at her.

“It’s not like we have a ton of time Connor,” she breathed impatiently.

She rolled his big brown eyes as he looked down at her, his forehead now pressed to hers as his LED spun a bright amber and he seemed to process an idea, the LED spinning blue again as he smirked, “fine.” He said.

He reached for the tie now hanging loosely around his neck and wrapped it around his hands as if he was getting ready to tie it around something, “I’ll give you what you want,” he began, his smirk never faltering as he spoke, “but we’re in quite a public place. I need you to be a good girl and be quiet for me.”

“Y-yes sir.” She agreed almost immediately, not even entirely sure where that ‘sir’ came from.

He tried not to look too amused by the name as he gently slowly tied his tie into a gag around her face. He savored the way it looked as it caused her pretty lips to pucker around it.

“Good girl.” He said again before now pushing up her pencil skirt and pulling down her panties, “so good for me.”

He whimpered in anticipation of him as he had back and undid his belt and pants, pulling them down with his underwear to his knees to free his large, synthetic cock.

She whimpered in excitement at it as he began to brush it between her folds. She shivered at the sensation. It gave her just enough but not nearly enough at the same time.

And when she was too focused on that sensation to focus, that’s when he finally sunk deep inside her, causing her to throw her head back with a yelp around the makeshift gag and grip his shoulders, digging her nails into the silicone flesh there.

“What? Can’t take it baby?” He teased, “you’re the one who was begging for me to hurry up,” he cooed into her, “but don’t worry baby,” he said as he began rutting into her, “just take it for me.”

And she did. She just held onto him for dear life as each roll of his hips into her made her feel every agonizingly delicious inch of him.

After a few moments, he stuck two of his fingers in his mouth to get them soaked in saliva. He then reached down between their bodies and began to rub circles in her clit.

He drew out the most needy little whimpers around his tie in her mouth as he did so. He could feel her clit twitch as she was almost there, “yeah? Almost there baby?” He said softly into her ear.

She nodded obediently. She was just in full submission mode, letting the pleasure and him take her.

“Good girl, now come for me.” He instructed and she let her orgasm wrack her body. She shook with it, tears pricked at her eyes at how amazing and drawn out he made it.

After a few more pumps into her, his own synthetic semen spilled deep inside of her. She felt the ropes of hot cum inside her and they only made her whimper more. As he buried his face into her neck.

After a few moments, he looked back up at her and brought his lips to hers in one more needy kiss.

“C’mon,” he said, “let’s get you decent before Hank comes back.”

[velvetprotocol]

Will have a new Connor fic out Sunday 😊 sorry for the delay I’ve been sooo busy this week but I’m very excited for this fic. I hope yall will enjoyyy 🤭💙

[nillamillkunderthemoon]

Hank and connor relationship is adorable Sjsjsksk father and son I can’t make them have a bad ending without crying….

[velvetprotocol]

Connor Headcannons pt. 2

Warnings: NSFW, kink, choking, overstimulating, hair pulling, honestly lots of sexual thoughts.

Mdni!!!

Connor is extremely patient right up until the exact moment he decides he’s done indulging the teasing. He gives you multiple warnings/looks, so if you push him the consequences are really on you.

Definitely tells you to be a “good girl/boy” and swallow after he’s finished in your mouth.

Makes you lick his cum off the floor, as a form of punishment.

Secretly loves it when you’re bratty. It gives him an excuse to be a little rougher with you (and he’s perfectly capable). He loves breaking you down until you’re a trembling mess, teasing and edging you until you beg/cry for him.

Going off the last bullet. I think he could a little sadistic (nothing extreme) but he probably likes to pinch or pull your nipples while fucking you. I think he enjoys inflicting a bit of pain with pleasure.

Loves pulling your hair while facefucking you or giving you the meanest back shots.

Also likes to choke you while he fucks you. He would never hurt you, but he will choke you just enough to where you feel the pressure. Especially once he knows you’re into it!

Shorter post today!! But I am working on a longer post that will hopefully be out later this week / early next week :) it rlly depends on if I get stuck or not lmaoo I have too many ideas!!

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Thinking about these as I’m working on my next fic 🤭🤭🤭

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Warnings: NSFW, orgasm denial, teasing, blindfolding, oral (m receiving), praise.

Summary: you interrupted Connor while he was working and now you have to pay the price!

Dom!Connor x Sub!fem!reader

You felt so vulnerable, yet immediately turned on when you felt Connor’s fingers trailing up and down your bare thighs and arms. Your vision was blinded by the blackness of his tie around your eyes. Each graze sends a shiver through you, down your spine and heat to your core.

Connor let out a dark chuckle as you whimpered, “please Con..” your hands gripping the sheets as your breathing hitched. “I’m sorry for bothering you while you were working. I really am just- nghh!”

A sharp gasp escaped you as you felt a finger slide up your unclothed slit, already wet, the sudden touch making you jolt as your hips chased the sensation.

“You should have considered apologizing earlier.” Connor’s voice was low and calm, but there was a dangerous edge beneath every word.

“I- I know Con, I’m sorry!” Your apology broke off into a moan as his thumb pressed firmly against your clit, rubbing slow circles. “Shhhh…” he hushed, drawing out another jolt from you, “you don’t get to apologize now. Just be good and take it.”

Obediently, you nodded, resisting the urge to grind your hips into his thumb. Deprived of your sight, every sensation was magnified, the slow, deliberate circles of his thumb over your swollen clit, the calculated pressure that had heat pooling in your core.

It was torture how unhurried he was, how he never gave you the rhythm you so desperately chased. Just when you felt an orgasm coming, your hips twitching up instinctively, everything stopped.

The sudden absence made you gasp, a broken moan caught in your throat.

A sharp tsk followed, and you could hear the smirk in his voice, “ah, ah… what did I tell you?” His words were low and commanding. “You don’t get to take what’s not being given.”

You whimpered, frustration and need clawed at you as his hand lingered there. Warm but still, reminding you of what you’re not getting.

“Con…” you whined, your voice trembling and your thighs shaking with the effort of trying not to move.

He chuckled against your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. “There you go. Nice and still.” He murmured as he kissed down your neck.

The slow drag of his thumb resumed with maddening precision, circling your clit with deliberate cruelty. The rhythm was just enough to make your thighs tremble, just enough to have your hips bucking up to meet him before you could stop yourself.

“Mmm” he murmured, the sound low and amused yet tinged with warning. Then, he stops. A needy moan broke from your lips as you try to hold it back.

Frustration coiled in your stomach, a retort bubbled at your tongue but you forced it down.

His hand finds your chin, and his thumb presses gently into your mouth as he tilts your head back slightly.

“Not a word.” He breathed, his lips grazing your neck sending a shiver down your spine. “But let me hear those pretty sounds.”

“You decided to interrupt me while I was working.” He began slowly, each pause deliberate.

A soft gasp left you as his mouth found your neck once again, pressing a slow, wet kiss into your skin.

“So now,” his thumb began to move again. Those slow, torturous circles, “you will take what I give you.”

You lay down all the way, helplessly as he continues to move those slow, teasing circles. He stops again, causing your breath to shudder and immediately starts again. A broken moan escapes your throat as he starts again.

“What did I just tell you? He asks.

Desperate, you whine “take what you give me.” But the heat pooling in your belly is too much. Instinctively, you buck your hips to meet his rhythm, desperately chasing the lingering sensation.

Immediately, Connor’s hand stills. A soft sound of frustration leaves you before you can stop it.

“Tsk.” One of his hands slides firmly against your hips, holding you still against the mattress.

“I-I’m sorry!” You gasp out quickly, as another wave of frustration crashes through you. “Con- I didn’t mean to.”

“What did I just tell you?” His voice stays calm, which almost makes it worse.

Your breathing shakes as you force yourself to stay still beneath him. “Take what you give me..” you repeat weakly.

“Good.” His thumb traces one slow circle against your clit again, making your thighs tremble immediately. “Now, try again.”

You bite down another whine as his hand resumes that same agonizing rhythm. Every touch has your body wanting to chase him, wanting more, but you force yourself to stay still. Despite your trembling legs.

“There you go.” He murmurs softly against your neck, lips brushing your skin. “Such a good girl. I knew you could do it.”

Connor’s movement’s slow slightly. A shaky breath leaves you as his hand slides up your body, fingers brushing gently beneath your jaw as he tilts your face toward him.

The blindfold loosens a moment later, light flooding your vision as you blink at him dazedly.

“Look at you.” He says softly, thumb brushing a tear away from your eye. “So pretty like this.”

His thumb brushes softly beneath your eye one last time before his hand slides to your jaw again.

“Come here”, he murmurs.

The command is gentle this time, but still has an edge. You obey immediately. His hands help guide you upright, your legs shaky as you move closer to him.

Connor’s gaze darkens slightly as you settle on your knees before him.

“There you go”, he murmurs softly, fingers threading through your hair.

For a moment, he just looks at you. Your swollen lips, tears still clinging to your lashes, the way you’re kneeling so obediently between his legs despite how badly you’re trembling for him.

His jaw tightens at the sight. “Fuck,” he breathes quietly, thumb brushing across your lower lip. “You look so pretty like this.”

“Open for me.” He commands softly, and you do. You slowly lick up and down his length before taking him into your mouth.

A low groan leaves Connor almost immediately.

You start slow, but soon feel his hand snake into your hair guiding you faster as his hips begin to roll. Tears prick in your eyes as you feel him deeper in your throat, your hands desperately gripping his thighs.

“Fuck,” he breathes, voice lower now. “That’s right. Take it for me.”

The praise sends heat straight to your core. A muffled moan vibrates around him as he guides your pace, letting him know how desperate you are to please him.

His grip tightens slightly in your hair as his breathing becomes uneven. “That’s it,” he murmurs, “such a good girl for me.”

The praise makes you press your thighs together. When you feel the warm ropes of his semen in your mouth, his hand guides you back down. “Swallow it,” he orders softly, and so you obey immediately.

“Show me.”

You part your lips as his hand slides to your jaw once again, thumb brushing lightly across your skin.

Satisfied, Connor smirks.

“Good girl.”

YALL literally was at the bar with my friends editing this and I accidentally deleted it and spent all night rewriting it😭 hope yall enjoy 🙂‍↕️🤭

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Little blog update!

Firstly I just wanna say thank you guys SO much for all the love and support on my writing 😭💙 it genuinely means so much to me since I just started this blog not too long ago!

I also wanted to lay out the dynamics/ readers I personally write for since I have had a few requests (which also means so much to me!!)

The main dynamic I write is soft dom/brat tamer Connor because that is personally how i characterize him! I also pretty much only write Connor x reader.

As of right now, I generally only write x fem reader or x gender neutral reader (plenty of fics in the works). Because I am she/her myself, I don’t feel experienced enough to write male reader or ftm reader dynamics to do them justice. I don’t have the experience with those dynamics emotionally and I would hate to write something and it not be an accurate representation of the experience/perspective. That being said, as I get more confident in my writing, what I write could change!

Also, while I do enjoy reading all kinds of Connor fics, I’ll probably only be writing NSFW on my blog 😭

Finally, I currently have requests off just because I have SO many ideas I want to write first lmao. I’ve been obsessed with Connor since I was 15 when dbh came out so I’ve been storing ideas for years. But once I get to a good point i definitely will open requests! I’ve already gotten a few before I turned them off and it meant so much to me!!

I guess this is last actually. I see disclaimers on every tumblr so do not interact with my blog if : you’re a minor, homophobic, transphobic, etc. I do not tolerate hateful people and I do not want you interacting with my blog if you are and I will block you. This is supposed to be a fun and safe space for anyone💙

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Warnings: NSFW, choking, cockwarming, overstim, orgasm denial, jealous behavior, begging, hair pulling, possessive behavior? but also an established relationship. MDNI!!!

Dom!connor x sub!femreader

Summary: Someone flirts with you and Connor gets a little jealous!

You and Connor, your android fiance are out with some friends at a bar on a Saturday night. The bar is nothing fancy just drinks, low lights, loud music, and Connor looking unfairly attractive.

At first, everything is normal. Connor is laughing, joking with your shared group of friends, and you use that time to get another drink from the bar.

While you’re waiting, a guy approaches you. He seems harmless enough , “so does someone this pretty usually sit alone in bars?” You glance up from where you were checking your phone and respond “I’m not alone actually.”

Connor has naturally moved a bit closer after noticing the man talking to you. Not because he doesn’t trust you, but because you never know how men in bars react these days.

The man says “Is that so? You could’ve fooled me.” He gestures towards the room “did your boyfriend abandon you already?”

Something possessive twists in Connor’s chest at that line. His jaw tightens slightly and his body looks tense. Logically, Connor knows you can handle yourself and that you’re uninterested, but he dislikes someone else looking at you that way.

You catch a glimpse of him still with all your friends nearby. And you know his android hearing caught that just by looking at him.

You politely smile as you get up from the bar, “my fiance is actually just waiting for me to get back.”

A few moments later, you return to the table with Connor and all of your friends. The second your eyes meet his, you can tell he didn’t like that. His hand immediately reaches for you once you step close enough.

You smile and lean in for kiss as you stand between his legs, setting your drink down on the table. Connor’s hands settle instinctively on your waist. His thumbs slowly drag against your hips beneath the table and you realize oh he was definitely jealous.

For the next hour, Connor barley leaves your side. Not in an overbearing way just…closer. One of his hands always seems to find your waist whenever you move between conversations. His thumb traces absentminded circles against your hip while your friends talk about their jobs and recent plans across the table.

Everytime someone else at the bar looks at you a second too long, Connor’s grip tightens ever so slightly. Eventually you lean down closer to his ear.

“Connor.” His hands settle more firmly against your waist.

“hm?” He responds.

You smile softly, “are you jealous?”

His LED flickers yellow. For a moment he says nothing. Then, “ I don’t like when strangers flirt with you.”

His honesty catches you off guard. You lean in and kiss his jaw “you know I came back to you. I was just being polite.”

“I know, but I still don’t like it.” He responds calmly.

His hands slide a little higher against your waist anyway, pulling you closer to him. And suddenly you realize Connor is not nearly as unaffected as he’s pretending to be.

You lean in where only he can hear, slightly teasing “are you gonna be able to survive the rest of the night?”

Connor looks up at you, “that depends entirely on whether you intend to continue provoking me.”

There’s a sudden warmth that curls inside you at his tone. You glance around and notice your friends are preoccupied, “maybe we should go home then.”

Connor stands almost immediately, giving polite and warm goodbyes. You give hugs, and promises of texts to your friends. But once you’re both far enough away Connor is practically dragging you out of the bar.

The second the apartment door closes, Connor’s hands are on your waist again. Not rough, just immediate. Like he’s been holding himself back all night. You barely have time to kick off your shoes before he’s pulling you closer to him.

His gaze is steady on you, “you enjoyed that entirely too much.”

You fight a smile, “what you being jealous?”

His jaw tightens slightly. “I don’t like other men flirting with you.”

You step closer intentionally, fingers slipping beneath the collar of his shirt, “maybe I liked seeing you like that.”

Connor shoots you a look, a look that shows the restraint in him is hanging by a thread.

“I suspect you are fully aware of what you’re doing.” He murmurs, his eyes dropping briefly to your mouth.

You tilt your head innocently, “maybe”

Connor’s restraint cracks when you say that. He finally kisses you then, deeper, hungrier, one hand tightening at your waist as he backs you towards your shared bedroom.

As soon as you’re in the bedroom, Connor is pushing you onto the bed, taking your clothes off and now unbuttoning his pants.

You sit up briefly but he grabs your thighs and pulls you to him as he’s standing at the edge of the bed. You’re already wet from how hot he was tonight. The jealousy, him admitting it and now this.

He pulls his, already leaking with faint blue precum, cock out. You can see it slightly twitch in anticipation. He takes his tie off and ties it around your hands, binding them together.

“Keep those above your head.” He orders calmly. He starts to rub his hard cock against your slick, already dripping cunt. You start to whimper slightly, trying to let him know what you want.

He starts to rub your clit with his right hand, tracing those slow teasing circles. He leans down taking one of your hard nipples in his mouth, tracing circles with his tongue. His left hand pinches the other which sends a jolt of pain through you.

“Con-“ you whine and instinctively pull your hands down.

“Keep them above your head.” He says ignoring your whines. You obediently raise your hands again, feeling the heat of an orgasm pooling in your core. Connor has increased his pace slightly, knowing you’re close. He continues to pinch one nipple and lick the other, alternating each.

“F-fuck Connor I’m go-gonna” you manage through moans. He stops, and you feel your orgasm slipping away.

“You’ll cum when I tell you to. Not before. Not after.”

This time he slides his cock into you, just the tip but it’s enough to make you gasp and desperate for more.

You buck your hips up, trying to get more of him inside, but he pins your hips down. “You’ll take what I give you, or you will get nothing. Just be good and take it.”

Connor starts up again. Rubbing those excruciatingly slow circles, pinching your nipples. All you can do is moan, after all it does feel so so good. Connor can feel you tense around him as you near another orgasm.

“P-please Connor”

He smirks, “want to cum do you?”

“Yes p-please!” You sound so desperate.

He stops. “Then you’ll need to beg better than that.”

Tears form in your eyes as you’re denied yet again. You squirm under him, hoping that maybe anything will feel better than being teased with just the tip.

Of course, he notices immediately. Connor’s left hand tightens around your throat, “If you do that again, I will pull out completely and you will get nothing. So I suggest you take it as I give it to you.”

Again, he starts to rub slow circles on your clit. It’s driving you insane. Your breathing is heavy, trying to fight back the tears from sheer overwhelm of pleasure you’re feeling.

Connor chuckles darkly, “you look so pretty like this. Maybe I should just keep you like this all night. That would be nice wouldn’t it?”

You shake your head in protest, feeling that familiar heat pooling again, “n-no it wouldn’t! P-please I-i wanna cum!”

Connor clicks his tongue as he stops again. “That’s too bad. You’ll have to do better than that.”

This time, he rubs your clit faster, bringing you right to the edge almost immediately. Tears are streaming now, but still all you can do is moan and whine. Meanwhile Connor seems to be enjoying himself.

He looks down at you and smirks. “That’s right,” he coos, “make those pretty noises for me. For me only.”

He stops again and then increases his pace causing your breath to shudder. Say it.”, he demands.

“O-only f-for hngh y-you C-Connor!” You can barely even manage that, but it satisfies him.

This time he finally sinks his cock into you fully. You let out a high pitched moan as he sets an unrelenting pace, cock hitting that spongy spot with every thrust.

“Nghh C-Connor too much!” You whine.

“Oh? Now it’s too much? But you were just begging me to fuck you. So take it!”, Connor mocks.

Suddenly he pulls completely out of you, and you whine at the loss, but at least you can catch your breath.. or so you think.

With one swift motion he flips you onto your stomach and pushes you down into the bed.

You can feel him get on the bed behind you as one of his hands tangles in your hair and tugs your head slightly back as he starts to fuck you deeper, and faster.

“F-fuck hngh” you moan but honestly your mind is blank now. All you can do is let the pleasure overwhelm you.

Hand still tangled in your hair, he leans close to you, pressing wet kisses on your neck.

“Yeah? I bet that man at the bar couldn’t make you feel this good could he? Only me.”

“N-no only you!” You whine as you’re trying to grip the bedsheets through his tie around your hands.

Connor reaches down as he’s thrusting into you and starts to rub your clit again. Almost instantly he can feel you tensing around him, and you feel the heat in your core. He’s got you right on the edge. Right where he wants you.

You sound so desperate, “Connor p-please!”

He snakes his other hand into your hair once more, tugging you back to expose your neck, as he kisses you he smirks,

“You’re so good. Come for me.”

And as you come around him, you see stars. You feel the ropes of his semen in you as you finish at the same time, but he keeps fucking you. As you dip your head down, giving in to the overwhelming pleasure, he thrusts deeper and harder.

“So good for me. I had to remind you that you’re mine.”

You knew that and he knew that, but you wouldn’t complain. You kinda liked when he got jealous. Maybe you needed to make him jealous more often if it made him fuck you dumb like this.

Connor keeps thrusting inside you until you feel his cock soften and he slowly pulls out. Then he rolls over on his back and pulls you close. He presses a kiss on your hair as he holds you.

I’ve been sitting on this idea forever and finally decided to write it 😭 I’m still improving but I had so much fun with this one and I hope you guys enjoy!!

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Connor with a wedding ring. Connor with a wedding ring he uses as a fidget like he uses coins. Making it dance over deft fingers with measured precision, never once dropping it—it’s far too precious to him.

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Connor Headcannons pt. 2

Warnings: NSFW, kink, choking, overstimulating, hair pulling, honestly lots of sexual thoughts.

Mdni!!!

Connor is extremely patient right up until the exact moment he decides he’s done indulging the teasing. He gives you multiple warnings/looks, so if you push him the consequences are really on you.

Definitely tells you to be a “good girl/boy” and swallow after he’s finished in your mouth.

Makes you lick his cum off the floor, as a form of punishment.

Secretly loves it when you’re bratty. It gives him an excuse to be a little rougher with you (and he’s perfectly capable). He loves breaking you down until you’re a trembling mess, teasing and edging you until you beg/cry for him.

Going off the last bullet. I think he could a little sadistic (nothing extreme) but he probably likes to pinch or pull your nipples while fucking you. I think he enjoys inflicting a bit of pain with pleasure.

Loves pulling your hair while facefucking you or giving you the meanest back shots.

Also likes to choke you while he fucks you. He would never hurt you, but he will choke you just enough to where you feel the pressure. Especially once he knows you’re into it!

Shorter post today!! But I am working on a longer post that will hopefully be out later this week / early next week :) it rlly depends on if I get stuck or not lmaoo I have too many ideas!!

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Warnings: NSFW, spanking, teasing, forced orgasms

Brattamer!connor x sub!reader

Summary: you teased Connor at a work event, but he didn’t forget

The DPD is having an annual mixer for its employees. As Connor’s fiancé, you are going to attend with him.

Immediately upon entering, you both meet up with Hank, who is not enthusiastic about being here.

“I’m already over this shit.” He says as he walks to get a drink.

You’re feeling a bit bold tonight. Connor has been so busy recently, with the increasing workload he and Hank were given and his promotion.

You, Hank, and Connor are all at a table with some other colleagues and spouses. You’re making small talk with some of the people while Connor is talking to his colleagues.

It always gets you, how composed he looks at work. The tie, the jacket, how professional he is, and how hot he is. Part of you wants to mess with him, throw him off.

You rest your chin in your hand on the table, pretending to be interested in whatever everyone is talking about, but under the table your foot finds its way up Connor’s pant leg.

You see his LED flash yellow, then back to blue as he shoots you a warning glance that no one else seemed to notice.

The group has moved from the table to standing. Connor straightens his tie while talking to another detective, clearly trying to regain composure internally. Then, you start to smooth wrinkles on his jacket sleeve.

This looks completely innocent to everyone else, but your fingers linger a second too long on his wrist. He pauses for half a beat before continuing normally.

The detective leaves and Connor finally turns his head slightly toward you, expression composed despite the brief flicker of yellow across his LED.

To anyone else, it would look like he was simply leaning closer to hear you over the noise.

Instead his voice drops low against your ear, “if you continue distracting me,” he murmurs smoothly, “this evening will end much earlier than planned.”

Connor slips into another conversation with a colleague at a table, as though he didn’t just threaten to drag you out of the event.

You try to focus on the conversation around the table. You really do.

But then Connor crosses one leg over the other beneath the table, suit pants pulling slightly against his thigh, and suddenly you’re back where you started.

Your gaze flickers toward him.

Composed.

Professional.

Infuriatingly attractive.

Part of you wonders how far you can push him before that calm expression finally cracks.

So while one of the detectives rambles on about budget cuts and paperwork, your hand drifts slowly onto Connor’s thigh between the tablecloth.

Not teasing, not moving, just resting casually.

Connor’s sentence stops abruptly. The interruption is brief enough that no one else seems to notice, but you feel the subtle tension that locks through his body instantly.

Beside you, his LED flashes yellow, then red for the briefest second.

Connor turns his head slowly to look at you fully this time. Calm expression. Steady gaze.

But there’s something noticeably sharper underneath it now.

Then, without another word, he sets his glass down beside him with careful precision and rises from his chair.

“Please excuse us, my fiance is very tired.” Connor says smoothly and offering you his hand.

You struggle not to smile as he leads you through the crowded room, polite nods and professional goodbyes slipping effortlessly from him despite the unmistakable tension in his jaw.

By the time the two of you make it through the apartment door, you almost think he’s managed to regain his composure completely.

Then the door shuts and Connor’s hands are on you immediately.

He pulls you against him with a sharp exhale, kissing you hard enough to steal the breath from your lungs before steering you backward toward the bedroom.

“You were exceptionally difficult tonight,” he murmurs against your mouth.

You laugh softly, arms slipping around his neck, “And yet you survived.”

Connor gives you a look that says he absolutely did not.

The backs of your knees hit the mattress first, and suddenly you’re in Connor’s lap, his hands firm against your waist as he kisses you again, slower this time, but somehow even more intense now that he finally has you alone.

Your fingers slide into Connor’s hair as you kiss him again, still half laughing from the way he dragged you home.

Then, suddenly, Connor’s hand closes firmly around your waist. The movement is so quick it catches you off guard.

One second you’re settled comfortably in his lap, and the next you’re pulled across his thighs with a startled laugh.

“Connor-“

His free arm immediately braces across your lower back, holding you in place with effortless strength.

Connor looks down at you, LED spinning yellow as his composure finally cracks for the first time all night.

“You seemed very interested in testing my patience this evening,” he says evenly, one hand spreading across your hip to keep you still. “I sincerely hope you understand the consequences of that decision.”

Honestly, you kind of deserved this. The position you were in. He did warn you multiple times.

So now here you were, silk dress pulled up above your hips, your black laced underwear already gone. A sharp, stinging spank landed on your right cheek, and you jolted.

You bit your lip, but his voice pulled you out of your train of thought.

“I don’t hear you counting.” He hit your ass again, and a whimper escapes you unconsciously. His hand came immediately to soothe the pain, his palm rubbed soft circles on your ass.

“Start over.” He says coldly, “mess up and I will start over again. Do you understand?”

You nod shyly, because you always get shy when he gets like this. Another loud smack lands on your ass.

“I said do you understand?” He demanded with a piercing stare that sent shivers through you.

“Y-yes Connor” you squeak out.

He rubbed his hand over your ass a few more times before distributing a loud smack.

“One!” You help. Smack! “Two” smack “three!”

“I could be fucking you, you know.” While rubbing circles on your ass. “But you just had to tease me. At a work event.” As he says that another smack comes down on your now red cheek.

“Was that really necessary, my love?” He asks, almost mocking you.

He grabbed your chin, making you look up at him. “I asked you a question.”

“I- I didn’t do anything crazy!” You squeaked and Connor chuckled, a dark chuckle at your attempt to defend yourself.

Your body jolted with another smack! And honestly you should have seen that one coming, Connor is not one to forget easily.

“Oh yeah?” He smirked, looking at the way you were still trying to hold it together. Another smack! At this point, there were tears forming in your eyes. The pain and pleasure you felt at the same time always drove you crazy.

“How many?” He asks, and panic sets in as you remember you forgot to count.

“S-seven?” Your voice quivering. He chuckles darkly, “we’re on six.”

His hand crept up your thighs, which excited you. “Already too excited to count simple numbers?” He asked mockingly.

You pressed your thighs together as you hid your face in the bed sheets, your apology muffled by them.

He gave one final smack before his hands found their way between your thighs.

A gasp escaped your lips when he inserted his index finger into you. All you could do is whimper as his fingers pressed and massaged the right spots. His moves were calculated and intentional, as if he had analyzed exactly how to bring you the most pleasure.

He pushed his fingers even deeper, rubbing your g spot. This made your back arch, and you kept whimpering and moaning as you laid across his lap.

Suddenly, he flips you onto your back and drags you towards him as he’s standing at the edge of the bed. He pulls out his cock, already dripping and rubs it against your clit until he sticks the tip in.

You gasp and he gives you that smirk he always has when he’s up to something.

“Are you going to apologize properly, my love?”

Already flustered, you respond, “yes! I-I’m sorry!”

He pulls his tip out of you, rubbing it on your clit before sticking it back in your soaking cunt.

“Sorry for what?” He chuckles.

“I-I’m so-sorry for teasing you!” You manage.

He slides all the way in and starts to fuck you. “Good girl.” He says with amusement in his voice.

You’re already feeling so good. All you can do is moan, especially when he starts to rub your clit with his right hand.

“Con-Connor f-fuck I’m gon-gonna” he ignores you and increases his pace. You orgasm all over his cock and he just keeps fucking you through it while being unrelenting with his hand.

You feel another orgasm building so you try to squirm away but there’s nothing you can do. He is so effortlessly stronger than you. Connor notices this mockingly asks, “what’s the matter? Can’t handle it?”

“F-fuck C-Connor I-I can’t” you manage as you cum again. Connor doesn’t let up either. He just keeps fucking you until you’re nothing but a whimpering mess beneath him.

After you have orgasmed four times, Connor finally slows his pace slightly, making himself feel good. But this doesn’t last long before he’s speeding up and rubbing your clit again.

You feel the heat in your stomach as another orgasm builds. “O-oh my g-god C-Connor please!” He leans down to kiss you neck and in your ear he chuckles “Look at you now. But you thought you had so much control tonight.”

Your final orgasm hits at the same time as his does. As he slides his cock out to collect the semen dripping from you he whispers “I warned you” and with those words he thrusts 3 more times, fucking his cum back into you.

He caresses your face gently and gives you a kiss before you both go to shower.

Hope you guys like this 🤭 it took me longer than planned because I couldn’t decide what I wanted to do after the spanking LOL