What if we bully Eugene by overstimulating him
It'd be fun to watch someone so cocky become reduced to a whiny crying mess
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⋆ — overstimulation w/ .ᐟ ﹙eugene﹚ .
warning:: gender neu. reader , sub character & nsfw .
note:: i get so happy when he gets caught off guard or just looks completely defeated. it's my favorite thing.
"why can't you just behave?"
eugene stares at you, his glasses nearly falling off his face. his chest heaves calmly, up and down. "you wouldn't be having so much fun then."
he got you there.
you hum in agreement. he sighs when you turn back to your computer, watching the movie on the screen.
you've been ignoring him for... how long now? forty minutes? you nod to yourself before taking one last glance at the tied-up boy.
he's staring up at the ceiling with false interest, you've taped a vibrator on his cock but you haven't turned it on.
you pull out your phone to play with the settings.
eugene jumps when the toy suddenly turns on, his head snaps in your direction but you weren't paying him any attention.
he yelps and squirms on the bed. he wants to scream your name, and call you in to give him a heads up next time but he knew a sadist like you would have no mercy on someone like him.
his glasses tip down further, his hips thrusting into the air as the smart man lets out the breathiest, most pathetic whimpers you've ever heard.
the short boy melts when you run your fingers through his hair to calm him down.
"[name]–"
he grunts, a white substance pooling on his stomach.
that was unexpected.
he breathes in slowly and looks at you with a confused gaze.
you smile.
eugene struggles against the bondage that ties him down to the bed, panic filling his body at this. you weren't going to give him a break...
"ah... there's no need to be scared," his head snaps to you, eyes wide and body tensed. your touch is gentle as your tone of voice. "you'll feel good."
eugene could only last a couple of rounds, with minute-long breaks between them and that was it. he didn't come much, he didn't make much noise. but this, he couldn't hold back.
his vision fades in and out, eyelids slowly shutting. you gripped his jaw and shook him awake, "don't pass out on me."
he shuts his eyes and squeals, mouth going dry. "i wasn't!"
he grits his teeth and holds onto his compose. don't break, don't break, don't break.
it's all you wanted from him and he didn't want to give it to you.
his eyes swell up with tears, he quickly moves his face from your view but it was too late.
"you're crying?" you laugh, mocking him. his lip quivers as he sinks his teeth into the plump and pink flesh.
you look at his trembling body with eyes full of pity. "aww,"
his hips gently rock back and forth to soothe himself, tummy flexing in and out rapidly as he tries to catch his breath.
"say 'please' and i'll let you go." you rest your palm on his inner thigh to draw hearts with your thumb. eugene jolts and shakes his head.
no.
you click your tongue, "more fun for me then..."
thats all my fingers wanted to write. its too cold 😀
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Eugene: I can’t believe I got an ambulance ride to the hospital!
Wednesday: That wasn’t an ambulance, I drove you.
Eugene: Then what was that siren?
Wednesday: That was Enid.
Enid: I was not that loud!
Wednesday: cars pulled over, Enid.
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The way Xavier loves your smell.
He's so obsessed with kissing your neck and feeling your sweet smell.
Imagine you two being in his painting shack. You sat on his lap, his hands on your waist and casually making out when you hear a knock on the door. He groans as you stand up to open it. It was the middle of the night and Weems forbade the students to go out. You two love to sneak out and spend time together since Rowan was a pain in the ass. But who can it be?
Eugene. He was shaking and you can see on his face he was scared of something. You immediately let him in.
"Eugene, what happened?" You ask, worried.
"The monster Wednesday saw, th-the hyde, it's here, he's near the shack" he sat down on a stool as he explained.
Xavier stands up and goes behind you, his chest against your back.
"He must’ve smelled your sweet, amazing smell" he jokes in your ear.
You roll your eyes, turning around a bit to look at him. He gives you a quick kiss on the cheek and goes to bring Eugene a blanket and a cup of water.
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