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sirfluffletin · 10 days ago

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MUZZLE- DESTROY BOYS

SUMMARY

Sixer has a biting problem, and you believe you have a solution. You should have addressed this issue before it got out of hand, but you didn’t—were you just a pushover? Well, yes, but that’s not the point.

You’ve had enough of Sixer’s biting. Your skin struggles to heal from the hickeys and bruises they leave behind. Despite your requests for a break, they continue to mark you roughly, sporting a wicked smirk. You loved it in the beginning—heck, you still do. You still want them to stake their claim on you, but you need a breather.

You considered using gags, but you enjoy listening to Sixer’s vulgarities and their howls of pleasure, despite the complaints from neighbors. So that idea was quickly discarded.

However, you found something that just might work.

It had been a week since you ordered your package, and it finally arrived.

“Six!?” you called out as you stepped halfway through the front door. You could see Sixer’s horned head pop out from around the archway, their ears perked up at the sound of your voice. You giggled, realizing they were probably stalking you beforehand and had planned to confront you about the medium-sized box you were holding in your hands.

“What's that...” You met them at the entrance of the archway connecting the foyer to the living room, throwing their arms around you in a tight embrace like a snare once you stepped in close enough. You patted their fuzzy back and they pulled back to lay a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss on your lips. You sputtered, pulling back, and it only encouraged them to push further, flushing you against their large body and continuing to devour your face in their sloppiest attempt at a kiss. It was all teeth and the feeling of a forked tongue forcing its way into your agape mouth.

You were barely able to turn your head away from the assault, and even then, that mouth full of fangs instead shifted attention to devouring your neck with a similar severity. You would have let it happen, completely forgetting the package as it dropped from your grasp, your hands instead preoccupied with both clutching your lover for dear life and pushing them when the smothering became too much. You only stopped the affair when you felt the all too familiar feeling of canines grazing your thoroughly marked flesh upon the junction of your neck. You froze when those teeth began to bluntly chew on the flesh, not piercing or trying to cause damage, but more teasing.

"Off, six." You said flatly. You were completely disregarded and in fact you were defied, huge arms caged you in a show of recalcitrance, keeping you from being able to put up much of a fight.

“SIX I'M BEING SERIOUS GET OFF!” You yelled right into their ear, causing them to flatten towards their head and a scowl to flash across their features.

Six rolled their eyes at the command, but with a huff, they relented, placing a parting kiss to your skin before releasing your vessel from their dominion.

They took two steps back, resigning to just watching you for now. You bristled with a huff as you smoothed down your frazzled clothes.

"You're a brute."

"You like it."

You huffed in annoyance, bending down to retrieve the forsaken package. Sixer once again advanced on you in the little time you were vulnerable. They roughly shoved you against the wall, rattling the walls of your home from the force. They kissed you with more fervor than before, grinding down their hips against yours. You groaned against their lips, wrapping your arms around their neck and their's around your waist. Their tongue swiped across your bottom lip and you were allowed to allow them access this time, your moans eaten up.

You were the one to break the kiss, and Sixer once again ducked straight for the flesh of your neck that wasn’t already marked. You felt their hot breath hit your flushed sensitive skin, and you were immediately reminded of the plan at stake here.

“Hey! No,” You interrupted just in time before Six finally sank their fangs into your delicate skin, and you could see the pout they had. “I have something planned for you, for us. Sit.” Their intrigue won over their impulse, and they begrudgingly listened to your demands.

Although, they certainly weren't quite in their obedience. That much was apparent when they let out the loudest god-awful groan they could muster

You rolled your eyes and guided them to sit on the couch, they resigned to your will, stretching out along the backrest of the couch like an overgrown cat before situating into a wide manspread and a taut smile that never left their face. You glanced around the living area to ensure all the curtains in the room had been drawn. You smoothed your fingers over the clear tape on the box, fingernails catching over the seam absentmindedly, before you spoke out what you were to ask of them next.

“Take off your clothes,” You instructed. Guest 666 made a small constant sound like the engine of a car softly purring in delight at your words, shrugging off their sweater and pants quickly. You could see the eagerness from their hardened cock through their underwear, springing out once they slid down the waistband finally released into the cool air of your shared home.

You walked over to the side of them, keeping the barrier of the couch between the two of you.

“Get over here...” You hushed them as you pierced the tape from the surface of the cardboard box.

“...and you never answered my question, what is that?”

“Didn't know I owed you an answer,” You smiled a fake saccharine simper down at their pouting scowl. “Now, hold out your hands.” Sixer followed through with every order you gave them, listening obediently despite their usual bouts of impatience and impulsive behaviors. They allowed you to finish unveiling your little gift.

Sixer grew more bewildered with each piece of steel you revealed. Their eyes searched yours, their excited expression dropping with their eyebrows and their signature manic smile dissipating into a tight frown.

You sat the cold steel of the muzzle in their presented claws and climbed over their lap and settled down beside their rock-hard cock.

You gently caressed their cheek, leaning in to kiss them again. They were still- confusion still written plainly on their face, you snaked a hand down behind you taking the steel from their still hands and quickly held the metal-barred muzzle in place over Guest 666's mouth.

Sixer broke from their stupor, whipping their head away from you, but it had already been clasped in its place behind their head. They tried to get a look at the thing that guarded their mouth, offended by the contraption. Their eyes whipped from the muzzle to you, and Sixers furrowed their eyebrows.

“Take it off.” They demanded lowly.

“Hmm,” You pretended to think about their request, sitting on the back of your heels. Your hot sex rubbed against Sixer’s erection, emitting a hiss from your lover. “I don’t think so.”

Their eyes were not only filled with lust once more, but also anger at your refusal.

“If only you listened to me when I told you to play nice and not bite. Now look what you made me do,” You cooed, gliding a finger along the rim of the muzzle. Six snapped at the appendage, baring their teeth and glaring up at you. Luckily for you, the muzzle provided a barrier from their onslaught.

“See what I mean, this is why you're in this situation now-” You lessened the friction on Six’s dripping cock, eliciting a groan from them at the loss.

They glowered up at you as your hands began roaming over their warm chest. You could see Six strain through their urges, bawling their hands at their sides. You both knew they could stop this whole affair easily, but it was your tell that they wanted to play this taxing game of self restraint with you.

“Stop being a tease,” Six snarled through the muzzle, the edges of their mouth curling upwards as they panted. "Or what?" You provoked the beast scratching down their chest, and they arched further towards your touch bucking their hips up against you.

“You've gotten your way for far too long. I’ll be doing things my way this time,” You kept the front of being in control and placed your hole over the large bulbous head of Six's cock, you rolled your hips smoothly in tight circled letting them messily coat your opening and drip down your inner thighs.

Guest 666's eyes followed the downwards stream as it traveled from your thighs onto the material of the couch with a desperate whine as they tried to buck and thrust their hips into you, but your weight held them down. Your hands wound up to their soft, inky black locks, tugging on the back of their head in warning.

“Behave.” You warned, and Six snarled but obeyed once more. They settled into directing pleading whines that came high from the back of their throat, despite the quite pitiful picture they make, with their furrowed brows and wide puppy-esq eyes you continued your teasing. You slowly planted yourself down along their shaft, keeping your own cries contained as you took them inch by agonizing inch. All the while, Six panted and moaned around your warmth, their length surrounded by your tight walls. Drool went passed the muzzle, cascading down their chin.

Even if you did use a ball gag, Six would still find a way to make a fucking mess.

Once you finally took Sixer to the hilt, you sat in place, basking in their writhing. They were the antithesis of small, you were so full of them, you could feel them snug against that tight bundle of nerves that made a shiver run down your spine and your thighs clench tighter around them, you could feel their cock twitching right against it, deep inside of you.

You kept your expression calm, in control, but your thighs were trembling, clenching and releasing just like your hands tangled in their hair for purchase. Everything burned, the stretch, your skins, their skin meeting yours made it worse and you had half the mind to writhe away from them, however futile that may be as you know they'll just manhandle you back onto their weapon they call a dick.

“Fuckkk,” Six panted but stayed still, waiting for your consent to proceed, once they didn't receive one just your teasing attempt at cockwarming they resorted to bargaining. “Look m'sorry for not listening... About the biting thing, p-please just let me make you feel good, fill your cunt full of my cock and cum, please...”

Your composure couldn’t uphold itself from all of their cries and petty apologies, and your needs outweighed your want to punish them. They looked to have learned their lesson if their shaking beneath you in anticipation told you anything.

“I’ll let you go o-only if you continue to behave. Understood?” They sat up, their giant palms pressing you towards their chest cradling you in their arms otherwise you would have fell back by the abruptness of the motion, They purred into your ear to signify their acknowledgement.

You couldn't even get a straight answer from them, Sixer ripped through their confinements flipping the both of you so that your sweaty bare back and ass were pressed flush against the plush material, that was now being stained as Six's spend leaked around the tight ring of your opening out of you and onto the fabrics below, towering over you as they pushed you down onto the mattress roughly. Large, scarred claws groped at your chest and gripped your thighs leaving pencil thin scrapes all which they roamed. Their hands kept jumping across your body, ravishing everywhere like they didn’t know where to lay their hands.

You groaned as you felt Six pull out of your sex, only to thrust back into your warmth with a punishing force. You mewled into the pillow you were now clutching like a vice as Sixer continued to piston their dripping cock into you over and over again, snatching a harrowed cry from you each drag against you fluttering walls.

You felt like you were seeing stars, finally able to let go and receive your own pleasure.

“I knew you couldn’t wait for me to fill you up, you just wanted to be a fucking tease. Wanted me to pound into your tight hole, huh? Want me to fuck you nice and hard into the bed?” Sixer brought the muzzle close to the shell of your ear, feeling the cold metal against your burning skin. You nodded, not trusting your voice give out at any utterance as they rammed into you.

You heard them snarl beside you, the sound of their hips snapping against yours throwing you closer to the edge. Sixer ducked their head into the crook of your neck extremely careful with the positioning of their horns, only to be blocked by the muzzle and starved of much skin to skin contact.

“Stupid fucking piece of shit,” they cursed towards the bars, “You think that’s gonna stop me from showing everyone who you belong to?” Sixer's hand gripped the front of your neck, and you yelped as they roughly grabbed at you.

You were so close, so close.

“I’ll give you a pretty necklace to match,” They panted, tightening their grip on your neck. “Better yet, I'll p-paint this pretty face.” You felt their rhythm stutter. They were close too, you could see it in the way their tail snaked around your ankle winding clenching and unclenching with each drag in and out of you, in the way they needed to be so impossibly close too you that you both were practically welded together as they rested their heavy caged head on your shoulder chest to chest and their claws ensuring you stay speared on their cock as they rammed up into you.

You cried out their name, feeling the heat in your abdomen build up, tension close to its breaking point. Your walls tightened around the swell of their length and you saw a flash of white across your vision accompanied by a full body shudder.

Tension snapped, and you finally met sweet release. You came around Six's cock, crying as they continued to devastate your abused hole. Six grew more and more animalistic as they encroached their own release, their chin no longer rested on your shoulder but instead nudged the muzzle close to veins in your neck in attempt to bite. With one last growl of frustration, Six pulled out of your dripping spent hole and came all over your front. Cum sprawled across your chest and covered the your sex.

The two of you panted heavily, bodies exerted all remaining energy and you fell from their lap in turn to sprawl yourself onto cool fabric of the couch to escape the burning heat that your lover just seemed to radiate constantly. Sixer the annoying vex they were lowered themself from above you with a huff as the made contact with the hot skin of your body , laying their head down upon your chest. The two of you laid there in sweaty hot silence, catching your breath in the dark room. You threaded your fingers through their sweaty locks, not to fix their hair or pet then but to push them away as you slowly gained your bearings.

“Can you take this off now?” Sixer looked up you with flat tired eyes and sighed reaching around their head to unclasp the muzzle.

They shook their head like a dog would, wild tousled hair flying from side to side as they shook wildly happy to have full reign of their mouth again.

Sixer lowered themself once more down the plane of you body their clawed hands following their movements down the flanks of your side as they began to lick up the mess they made over you, their slimey forked tongue tickling you as it laved over your stomach before dipping towards your lower thighs. One of their hands parted from their resting spot in the juncture of your hips to lift your thigh for the rest of your tongue bath. You shuddered at their actions but let Six finish cleaning you up. Once they were done, Sixer pulled themself up and kissed you once more. You moaned into their mouth as you tasted them on their tongue.

You could feel Six getting hard against your thigh as the softly rutted into it's softness dragging his length up and down on the dewy soft skin, It was apparent your time of relief was running out and that Sixers insane stamina wouldn't allow you to have any moment of reprieve. Before you could change positions for the both of you, Sixer ducked and licked a strip along your neck and all the alarm bells in your mind didn't sound maybe they were still stalled from the first round of sex or perhaps it was the soft gentle look in Sixers eyes before they finally sunk their teeth into your skin that gave you hope that they wouldn't go against your orders. You hissed at the familiar pain, but there was nothing you could do but glare up at Sixer's triumphant grin.

Well, you tried.

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