Okay so-- i was reading some sagau posts and came across this one where the reader was an army vet and my brain just Did Its Thing--
So now I'm here to inflict this on to you--
Would guns be considered as catalysts. And would they only do Phys Damage.
Me reading this ask:
😶 😐 🤨 🧐 🧐 😰 🥲 😭😭😭 💀
STOP YOU'VE INFLICTED ME WITH PSYCHOLOGICAL DMG FROM THIS ASK 😭
(Also srry took so long to respond, when i didnt realize how short this was/was just sitting over here 😓)
^ For the sake of gun imagery being a lot/maybe staff might hate me for it,
we'll put this gay shit instead (i almost mispelled to "gay shot" lmao)
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Sun: Army Veteran Reader, Gender neutral Reader (you/they/them)
Orbit: SHORT Headcanons
Stars: everybody bc i think itd be funny
Comets & Meteors: Content Warnings: gun stuff, mild violence, mild cursing & Trigger Warnings: Gun fun everywhere
THIS ASK HAS ME GIGGLING TO MYSELF LIKE A MANIAC
You're out here having a whole gun they let you take for off-base
And u ofc have a license so u can conceal carry
(idk how non-american gun laws work, but tbh ours are so fucked idk how they work here either, just that an army guy i knew once could have his gun when he got back home)
And ofc ur just paranoid enough (more like it just makes u feel safe)
That when u get yoinked into a portal to a silly little brightly colored gacha game fantasy world, the gun comes with 💀
Id like to add in my silly little "ur in a video game, so video game rules" AU version of genshin so:
The only other gun (ish) wielder (Mika) has unlimited bolts
Sooo I'd think your gun would be the same jfc lol
NO BC YOUD SCARE THE ACTUAL SHIT OUT OF EVERYONE IN UR VICINITY IN A BATTLE
BC GUNSHOTS ARE A DIFFERENT TYPE OF LOUD
When u first stumble into abyss monsters/hostile creatures of the realm, u nearly scare off a Lawlachurl bc every shot's like thunder to these bitches😭
So not only the monsters but the vision holders think u fucking summoned lightning
OMG THE BULLETS ARE SO FAST THEYD PROBABLY NOT SEE IT
ESP BC DISTRACTED BY GUNSHOT LOUDNESS
SO U AIM THIS LITTLE BLACK CROSSBOW (???) AND THINGS JUST DIE (OR GET RIDDLED WITH HOLES) WITH NO CLEAR ARROW STICKING OUT
STOPP- you're becoming a witchy god or smth to all of Teyvat bc it just looks like hella high level magic atp to them LMAOOO
Rumors of you get out of hand and say u just point or snap ur fingers and things get wounded/just die on the spot 💀
Oh another difference between Teyvatians seeing ur gun vs. crossbow (what they know)
Is that guns are wayyyy more destructive
Like an arrow would get shot but it'd bounce off of things like rock or wood or metal, maybe dent a little depending on how close
But a bullet goes thru that shit so easy, and leaves a whole little explosion behind, once again depending on range
(I once saw a Mythbusters episode? of them proving bullets would definitely go thru car doors, like movies lied to u, this is why drive-bys acc work like for gangs)
Lmao, the image of you in like full armor with a Teyvat made automatic gun after showing it to blacksmiths
Makes u just more convincing as a god, esp bc military training
(Ppl like Gorou and Kokomi begging for military tactics/training ur world has done)
...
....Ok.
I'll address it.
But only so u dont think im stupid later.
Yes, the Fatui have guns.
No, this not the same as having a glock LMAO
End of story.
(Also, urs runs on bullets, whereas the Fatui rely on magic/delusions to power theirs, plus they dont seem as fast or destructive as urs, more "explosions aimed at you" than real bullets)
Which,,, u leave the managing of ppl copying ur gun to ppl like the Qixing or smth, but make sure to give them advice on good gun laws if teyvat accidentally revolutionizes bc of ur advanced gun that anybody can wield (non-vision users)
Thats the best ive got abt that
Oh, also enjoy being praised as a War god now.
:)
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... dammit i had smth i was gonna tell u guys-
Uh what tf was it, it was important
OH
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⛓ title: the authoritarian (spinoff of the disciplinarian - make sure your mature comm label is set to show)
⛓ pairing: cop!savage Dom!daichi sawamura x f!bratty sub!reader
⛓ wc: 4.9k
⛓ warnings: nsfw, mdni, cop!daichi, safe/sane CNC (con noncon), color system, ravishment roleplay, savage Dom/bratty sub dynamic, lots of degrading/patronizing pet names, brat taming, punishment, degradation, praise, impact play: spanking/belting, bondage/restraint (handcuffs), oral (m/f receiving), spitting, throat fucking/face fucking, corruption, Domspace, hair pulling (f receiving), partner ownership/possession, clothed sex, multiple orgasms, overstim, (light) subdrop, daichi's impeccable aftercare
⛓ notes: one of the perks of your boyfriend being a cop is that he's really good at roleplaying as one. i needed a stick to bite down on while writing this jfc.
[ 4:17 PM ]
You set your phone down on the vanity, exchanging it for your moisturizer to begin your post-shower ritual. On evenings after he worked the day shift, you and your long-time boyfriend would often take your time making dinner together. You would pour cocktails and listen to music, talk about your days, and laugh at each other’s antics as you worked side-by-side in the kitchen. He was due home in about an hour, but you were already smiling to yourself, anxious to spend some quality time with him tonight.
You slipped on your most comfortable tank top and a dangerous pair of booty shorts that were too indecent to wear anywhere else. Just as you reached for the blow dryer, you nearly jumped out of your skin when a thunderous knock came at the front door. Everyone who mattered to you knew better than to show up unannounced, more as a safety measure than anything else.
You waited, not wanting to turn the blow dryer on until you were sure the knock wouldn’t come again, but it did. Louder. You grabbed your phone and held your thumb over Daichi’s number as you quietly hurried just outside your bedroom, heart booming in your chest. The third time wasn’t a knock - it was a bang followed by an all too familiar voice.
“POLICE! OPEN UP!”
Oh. Uh-oh.
You collected yourself and called back. “Coming!”
You reached the door, unlocking and opening it to find a classically handsome law enforcement officer standing just outside the threshold, the short sleeves of his shirt straining against his tan biceps.
“Are you Ms. (L/n)?”
“Y-yes.”
“I have a warrant to search the premises, ma’am. I’m gonna have to ask you to step aside.” His tone was confident and stern.
“A warrant? For what?” you asked incredulously.
“Unregistered weapons,” he muttered, looking you up and down, undressing you with his eyes.
“What’s your name and badge number?” you said with a suspicious squint.
“Sawamura. 123194. Now, are you going to step aside or do I need to use force?”
You propped your hand on your hip, defiantly staring up at him for a moment before moving aside. “Fine, go ahead. I’ve got nothing to hide.”
The policeman turned to walk through your foyer and into the dining room. Closing the front door, you followed him to your kitchen and watched as he opened a few of the cabinets.
“Go lock the door, sweetheart.” He looked over his shoulder at you with a dark smirk. “You don’t want just anyone walking into your home, now do you?”
“Oh, you mean like you just did?” you smarted off.
He turned and walked towards you before crowding your space. “Trust me, honey. I’m not nearly as dangerous as those tight little shorts you’re wearing.” He reached behind you to turn the deadbolt, his face so close to your neck when he leaned in you could feel the heat of his breath against your skin. “You can never be too careful,” he muttered.
Just when you thought he was going to try something inappropriate, he stood up and did an about face before walking through your living room, ignoring several spaces perfect for hiding things: drawers, shelves. Very suspicious behavior.
“So, is there anything in particular you’re looking for, Officer?”
His soft cock twitched against his thigh at the use of his title. “Why don’t you let me ask the questions and you just do the answering.” It was far more a firm assertion than a harmless suggestion.
You stayed several feet back as he walked into your bedroom and started opening your dresser drawers. When he looked inside the one where you kept your panties and bras, he picked up a pair of lacy underwear and hung its string waistband from his index finger.
“This looks suspicious. I’ll be taking these as evidence,” he said, pushing them into his pants pocket.
He looked around a little in your bathroom before making his way back out and towards the front of the house again.
“Are you satisfied now?” you said, crossing your arms under your braless chest and pouting up at him. You watched as his gaze traveled from your lips down to where your erect nipples were pressing against the soft cotton of your tank top.
“No, ma’am, I’m definitely not satisfied yet. I’m gonna have to ask you to turn around and put your hands against the wall.”
“What? Why?”
“What did I say about asking questions? Hm? Now turn the fuck around and put your hands on the damn wall.”
You reluctantly did as he told you. A simple pat down wasn’t going to be any more intrusive than pocketing a pair of your panties, right?
He moved in closer, beginning his search at your wrists, his warm hands skimming your bare skin and giving the occasional squeeze as he worked his way over your shoulders and down your back. He put his hands around your waist and moved them up and down, his fingers grazing the sides of your breasts before sliding his hands under your shirt. His skin felt like fire against yours as he cupped your tits, fanning his rough fingertips back and forth over your hard, delicate nipples. His front was flush with your back now as he pushed his hips against you, pressing his semi-hard shape into the plush of your butt.
“Y-you don’t have to touch me there, asshole,” you said, pushing away from the wall, trying to face him before he forced your hands back where they were.
The loud cracking sound registered before the pain when he spanked your bottom. “That was very disrespectful, ma’am. When you speak to me, you address me as ‘Sir’ or ‘Officer’. And the next time your hands come off that wall without my permission, I’m putting you in handcuffs. Understood?” The juxtaposition of his calm exterior and the danger in his voice made your pussy wet.
“Y-yeah. Yes,” you said, your voice not much more than a whisper. Damn, he was good at his job. You didn’t want to admit defeat or submit so easily, but you reasoned that being too much of a brat could make things worse. Perhaps it was time to start picking your battles.
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, Sir,” you said begrudgingly through clenched teeth.
“Atta girl,” he praised. “Now, spread those pretty legs for me,” he ordered, kicking your feet apart.
He continued his search along your hips and outer thighs, all the way down to your ankles before making his way back up each of your legs, one at a time. It was definitely unnecessary for him to frisk your bare thighs as thoroughly as he did. He stroked and palmed your naked skin, his hands moving so far up between the apex of your legs that his fingers grazed the damp material of your shorts that just barely covered your pussy.
“Hmm…you hiding something in those shorts, sweetheart?”
“No!” You tried to turn and push past him, but he pinned you to the wall again, tsk’ing you as he reached for his handcuffs on the back of his duty belt. He pulled one of your wrists behind your back and you felt the cold steel close with a quick series of clicks. You tried to pry your other wrist from his grip, but he easily overpowered you with a humorless chuckle before tightening the other cuff around it.
“Owwwch! Fuck, that’s tight!”
“Color?”
“Green.”
“I tried to go easy on you, but you’re not being very cooperative. I did warn you so you have only yourself to blame for being in this position.”
He squatted so he could take a look inside the legs of your shorts and sure enough, he could see your plump pussy lips. “No panties, hm? Yep, you’re definitely hiding something from me,” he muttered, moving the material to the side to get a better look before brushing two fingertips along your naked slit.
You squirmed, legs feeling a little shaky. “That’s not necessary! You shouldn’t be touching me down there!” you whined.
“Oh honey, as wet as that little pussy of yours is, I’m about to do a lot more than just touch you down there.” He stood up and when he leaned in, you felt something hard press against your bottom. “I have probable cause to perform a cavity search, ma’am, so I’m gonna need you to be a good girl and cooperate.” He pushed his fingers inside the elastic waistband of your skimpy shorts and began circling his middle fingertip around your hard bud.
You tried to suppress your moan, but choked a little when he pushed his thick digit inside your hole. “N-no! Stop! Don’t put your finger inside me!” You tried to push him away with your back, but all you managed to do was grind harder against his dick as it strained against his uniform.
“Go ahead and struggle all you want, peach, but I’m getting what I want out of your wet little cunt!” He added a second finger and began pumping, cupping his palm against your clit as your pussy coated it with more of your need. His left hand slid beneath the thin material of your top and grabbed one of your tits, kneading it before rolling and tugging on your nipple between his thumb and finger.
You kept telling him to stop between muffled moans and heavy pants, but your body betrayed you. The pressure inside you was pushing you past the point of shame, edging you closer to bliss.
With his mouth pressed to your ear, he growled, “That’s it, pretty lady. I can tell you wanna give it to me.” He pumped harder, faster, palm slapping your wet clit as he rubbed feverishly on your sweet spot.
“Oh…no! Don’t! G-gonna make me-“ Your words gave way to an open-mouthed gasp, followed by a loud moan.
“Good girl. Come on my fingers, sweetheart,” he demanded and with two more hard thrusts, you did as you were told, crying out as your tight walls sucked on his big fingers. “Yeah, just like that.”
He slowly pulled his soaked digits out of your puckering hole and held them in front of your face. “You see the mess you made on my fingers? Lick ‘em clean.” You started to tell him to go to hell, but he bullied his fingers inside your mouth as soon as you opened it. “Suck,” he demanded. You swirled your tongue around his large fingers, lewdly sucking your essence from them. He dragged his hand away from your mouth, wiping your saliva down your neck and across your chest.
“Happy now, pervert?” you slurred, still coming down from your high.
“What the fuck did I say about the proper way to address me? Call me a disrespectful name again and there will be consequences! Now, turn around and get on your knees.”
You turned around to face him, but instead of getting on your knees, you watched wide-eyed as Officer Sawamura palmed and grabbed himself. The size and shape of his hard cock was evident by the impressive print in his pants, a small dark spot forming where his precum had been leaking out.
“What are you gonna do?” you asked, eyes flicking up from his enormous bulge to look at him.
“Again, I’m the one asking the questions. On. Your. Fucking. Knees. Now!”
His tone was dark and urgent; there was a hunger, a desire in his voice that could only be described as primal. You decided not to push your luck and did as you were told. You knelt down, a little wobbly without the aid of your arms to help balance you. You kept your eyes on him, watching for what he would do next.
“I need to see if you’re hiding anything inside that filthy mouth of yours,” he rasped, unbuckling his belt, “and, well…I’ve got something that’ll reach deeper than my fingers.”
You watched as he unzipped his pants before reaching in and wrestling his straining erection out through the hole, a tuft of black hair visible at its wide base. Thick and heavy with a dark tan complexion, his cock bounced mere inches from your face. The way the veins rolled under his grip as he pumped it in his fist made your clit twitch. Precum leaked from his slit, a long string of the clear liquid hanging from the tip as he brought it to your lips.
“Open up,” he said, voice gravelly with desire.
You leaned back, moving your head to the side. “Not gonna suck your dick.”
He grabbed your jaw and squeezed hard, forcing your mouth open. “I’m not asking you to suck it, sugar. I’m telling you.”
“N-no, ‘s too big! Not gonna fi-mmffphh…”
The mean cop forced his salty cockhead into your mouth and all you could do was take it. “That oughta shut you up. Try exercising your right to remain silent, sweet cheeks, and suck my fucking dick.” You were at his mercy, such as it was, as he began to move his tip in and out. He loved the way your lips stretched around his meaty girth as he lubed himself up with your spit.
“Mmnhnn…you’re gonna take me a little deeper now, sugar.” He held your head between his hands, guiding you in time with his slow, shallow thrusts that gradually came faster, deeper.
All you could do was keep your mouth open as wide as possible, tongue hanging out as far as it would go as he forced his tip into your throat. Tears began to leak from the corners of your eyes and when he felt you gag on him, he pulled out.
“Color?” he asked through the haze of his lust. “Green as fuck. Go, baby,” you said, saliva still connecting your bottom lip to his engorged cock.
“Did I tell you to close your slutty mouth? Open it,” he ordered, grabbing your jaw. You obeyed, but winced as he bent forward and spit in your open mouth. “Mmhh fuck, sweetheart,” he said, pushing between your lips again. “Gonna make you choke on this cop dick, yeah?”
You gurgled around his tip as he pushed into your throat. He held himself there, watching your eyes as they burned and watered for him. Putting one hand on the wall behind you, he leaned forward to force your head backwards, opening up your throat a little more as he pushed himself in as deep as he could. The rhythmic spasming started in your throat again and when he pulled out, his cock was followed by a gush of spit and pre.
With his eyes locked on yours, brow furrowed, you could feel the darkness swirling in his chocolate orbs as they bore into your soul. The look Daichi always got in his eyes when he slipped into Domspace was the most erotic thing you had ever witnessed. You lived for its intensity, the way he watched you like you were the only thing that ever existed. He was lost in that space, floating, your throat constricting around his raging hard-on as his heavy balls pressed against your dripping chin.
“Ffuu- listen to me, sweetheart. I’m gonna cum, but don’t you dare swallow,” he growled, still fucking your face. “Your mouth better be full of my cum when I’m done, got that?” Your broken whimper around his cock finally pushed him over the edge. “Ah fuck, yeah, here it comes!” Officer Sawamura’s thighs shook, his powerful cock visibly jerking to release big globs of his hot semen inside your waiting mouth.
“Shit,” he breathed as he slowly pulled his tip from your sealed lips. “Open up. Let me see the evidence.”
You opened your mouth, so full of his seed that it began to leak from the corners of your lips. A small spurt of cum dribbled from his slit when his cock twitched at the sight of you with a mouthful of his nut.
“Good girl,” he praised you, tapping his spent dick against your tear-streaked cheek. “Now, swallow. Then show me your tongue so I can make sure you got it all.”
You closed your mouth, eyes trained on him as you swallowed, gagging a little on the sheer volume of thick, bitter fluid as it went down. With traces of his semen still sticking to your cheek, you gulped hard before opening wide and sticking your tongue out as far as it would go.
“Goddamn, such a whore for cop dick,” he smirked, tucking himself back into his pants. “I’m impressed.”
“Fuck you and your dirty cop dick,” you spat, voice hoarse from the throat fucking you’d just taken.
He laughed, pulling you back up to your feet. “That can certainly be arranged.”
With his hand wrapped behind your neck, he began leading you towards your bedroom, but you weren’t going to let him have his way with you so easily. You wrenched yourself out of his grip and spun around, still unable to use your arms or hands. “You are not going to fuck me! You can fucking forget it, jackass!”
Daichi’s face twisted in anger as he grabbed you and pushed you belly-down on top of your dining room table.
“What the fuck did I say about calling me disrespectful names?” he yelled, crushing you with his weight as he leaned over you, pinning you between his beefy body and the hard surface beneath. “Didn’t I say there would be consequences?”
“You cops are all the same. Think you can just push people around and abuse your power. Corrupt bullies!”
“Shut the fuck up! All you’re doing is making things harder on yourself, darlin’. I’m trying to go easy on you, but you just keep digging your hole deeper and deeper.” He removed everything from his belt before yanking it through the loops, your eyes going wide at the realization of what was coming. You squirmed and whined as he yanked your shorts down to your knees. “This is gonna hurt you a lot more than it hurts me, babygirl.”
“No! Don’t you d-gaahhhh FUCK!” you cried out, the first loud crack of the leather smarting against your bare ass.
“Officer Sawamura! I wanna hear you say it!” The second lash came in quick succession, followed by a third.
“Fuck off,” you braved, your breath catching in your raw throat as the thick strap of leather slashed across your welting skin again. He slammed the belt against the table and leaned over you, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pulling your head back.
“Show me some fucking respect and say my fucking name!” He was hard again, his clothed erection rubbing your stinging butt, the negative pressure providing some soothing relief. Damn, he was good at this. At owning you. At punishing you. At maintaining this perfect balance of pleasure and pain.
But you refused, rubbing your thighs together for some friction. Your pussy dripping wet for him.
“Still refusing to cooperate, hm? Let’s go,” he said, your shorts falling to the floor around your feet when he pulled you up from the table.
“Wh-“ Before you could ask anything, you found yourself slung over the officer’s shoulder. “Wait! What are you gonna do to me?”
He carried you to your bedroom with a dark, crooked grin. “Whatever it takes to make you scream my name.”
With your wrists bound, you couldn’t even pound on his back with your fists. There was nothing you could do to break free.
The cop bent over, dropping you onto the bed. He rolled you over onto your belly and pulled the cuff keys out of his pocket. Oh, good. Now was your chance! But before he released one of the restraints, he straddled your legs, keeping you right where he wanted you.
“Don’t even think about it, princess.”
Standing up again, he flipped you back over and manhandled you, securing the short chain of the steel cuffs behind the bedpost before binding your writhing wrists again.
“Now,” he smiled, “your ass is mine.” He toed his shoes off and undid the first few buttons at the top of his shirt as he made his way closer to you on the bed. He pried your legs open and forced his thighs between yours.
“Damn, look at that pretty little pussy coated with all that slick,” he teased as he pushed your tank above your tits. “And these perfect tits of yours…they’re mine now,” he added, cupping and squishing them. He dipped down and took one of your tingling nipples into his hot mouth, swirling and sucking.
“Don’t touch me,” you gritted, fighting back your moan.
“Every part of this body belongs to me now, angel. It’s mine to do with as I please until you’re screaming my name.” He kept your legs open with his big, strong hands as he settled down between them.
“Please stop! You can’t-ohh god!”
It was too late. The cop’s mouth was already latched onto your pussy, sucking and licking, rapidly flicking your clit with his tongue. He pushed two thick fingers inside your sticky, pulsing walls, going right for that special spot as he closed his lips around your hard, pink bud and started sucking you off. You writhed and squirmed, whined and protested, but it wasn’t long before he had you spasming around his fingers as he licked your quivering pussy clean.
He sat back up between your legs, licking his lips. “You ready to start screaming my name yet?”
“Not gonna happen,” you insisted, breasts rising and falling as you tried to catch your breath.
“You can’t escape the long cock of the law, sweetheart. It’s not a matter of if, it’s a matter of when.” You watched as he unzipped his pants, the handcuffs rubbing against the wooden bedpost as you squirmed. “And the sooner that happens, the sooner I’ll let you go.” He pulled his thick cock out through the zipper hole and tapped his swollen mushroom tip against your twitching clit before rubbing it between your eager pussy lips.
“No! Don’t!” You began to struggle again, pulling your knees toward your chest in an effort to keep him from penetrating you. But your strength was no match for the police officer. He grabbed your legs, forcing them open and wedging himself between them again.
“Stop resisting! I’m gonna fuck your cunt until you acknowledge my authority over you!”
You could feel his cockhead pressing against your greedy entrance as he lined himself up, and with a single thrust he bullied his cock all the way inside you.
“Don’t do this to me! Stop! Please!” But the truth was you were so turned on, pussy already closing in on him as he fucked his cock into you, hard and deep.
“Nnhmmm damn, this pussy feels fucking amazing! You keep fighting but you’re so goddamn wet for me, aren’t you?” he said, caging you between his arms before leaning down and kissing you. The rough material of his pants surrounding the base of his dick rubbed your clit as he beat his cock into you so hard it took your breath away.
You were whining, begging him to stop when he demanded “Start screaming my name! I’m gonna make you cum on my thick cop dick as many times as it takes, ma’am.” You were unraveling under his weight, the force of his hips pounding into you as you felt your body building up for another release.
“Stop! Fuck…please…you’re gonna make me cum!”
“That’s it, honey, fucking cum on my dick!”
Your whole body went rigid as your orgasm took hold and it seemed to go on forever. The pangs of pleasure kept washing over you with every unrelenting plunge of the cop’s fat cock. He never slowed down or let up, just kept fucking orgasm after orgasm out of you until you were sobbing.
He sat up on his knees and pushed your knees back towards the bed, fucking you faster now. Looking down, he groaned when he saw your pearly cream staining his dark pants as he shoved his hips into you. It took all the effort and focus he had to hold back the imminent eruption of cum, his balls aching for release. Angling his hips to grind the fabric against your clit, he kept right on fucking you.
You were a mess, too weak to struggle, your entire body trembling with pleasure. Your pleas for him to stop were growing more and more desperate as the overstim took hold.
“Start screaming my name, sweetheart, and this will all be over,” he reminded you, heavy desire lacing every word. “Officer Sawamura! Say it!”
“Oh god, not again…y’gonna make me-”
His thrusts grew more violent, forcing your next orgasm out of you.
“Fuck…O-off-i-cer Sa-wa-mu-raaa!” He was fucking you so hard that every word came out in broken syllables in time with his powerful thrusts. “Pl-e-e-ease?!”
“Oh, fuck yes! That’s my girl! Give me one more! Come on, cum for me again!”
“N-no, shit! Ohhh- can’t hold it!” You lost all control, coming apart under Officer Sawamura’s powerful thrusts and squirting, soaking the lap of his government-issued pants.
It was too much for him - your cream on his angry cock, his pants dark with your spend, your rhythmic squeezing around his girth, the sweetest sound of his own name falling from your quivering lips. “Mmhhh I’m gonna cum! Fill you up with this cop seed, baby…fuck!” And with that, the police officer’s cock twitched and jerked, filling you to the brim with his masculine musk.
With a final grunt, Daichi lowered himself down to rest on his elbows, chest to chest with you. The same hands that spanked, groped, and forced you now gently cupped your face.
“Talk to me, baby. Tell me what you’re feeling,” he whispered between tender kisses to your cheeks and lips.
Your eyes fluttered open and your arms moved to grasp onto him, but couldn’t. “N-need to touch you.”
He reached into his pocket and pulled the keys out before unlocking the cuffs. As soon as he set you free, your arms clutched at him, pulling him closer before fumbling with the buttons on his shirt. “Need to feel more. I need to feel your skin.”
Daichi obliged, moving to sit up only to hear you whimper “Stay close! Please don’t pull out yet?”
He nodded, doing his best to unbutton and take his shirt off before engulfing you in his embrace. You threw your arms around his neck, squeezing him, pulling him impossibly closer, your fingertips denting his flesh.
“Don’t let go,” he murmured as his arms encircled your waist and pulled you to sit on top of him, still connected as lovers, holding one another dearly. “I love you, y/n…more than you’ll ever know. You’re safe, baby. I’ve got you.”
Your hands fisted against his broad back as you nuzzled deeper into his neck. You swore to yourself you wouldn’t cry this time, but the scene had been so rich, so intense and Daichi’s unmatched aftercare was so sweet, so empowering. Sometimes he was your hard, savage Dom, but he was always your loving, protective boyfriend. The juxtaposition of all the things he could make you feel at once was overwhelming and robust, leaving you impressionable, vulnerable. But no matter what you were doing or what role he was playing, with Daichi, you always knew you were unconditionally safe.
He cradled the back of your head as you rested it against his chest, listening to the sound of his calm, steady heartbeat as it grounded and comforted you.
When you were ready, he lowered you back onto the bed, his sticky cum coating your inner thighs as he slowly slipped out of you. He laid down next to you so you could nestle into your spot - your belly against his side, your leg wrapped around his, your head on his chest as he held you tightly in the security of his sturdy arms. Sweet nothings, delicate kisses, and ghosting fingers on warm skin - he made sure you knew you were home. And you made sure he knew that you trusted him with your life.
“Was it everything you hoped it would be?” Daichi asked, seeking feedback.
“Oh my god, yes! It was perfect. You’re such a natural Dominant, baby,” you assured him, running your fingers through his short, black hair. “But I swear to god, if you ever say ‘long cock of the law’ again, I’m using the safe word.”
Both of your bodies shook with laughter.
“Aww c’mon, baby, I know you love this long cock of the law…”
“Daichi! Stop!” you giggled, playfully slapping his chest.
“Mmm…the long cock of the law reaching deep inside you…”
“No! Make it stop!”
“I know you wanna ride a mile 6 inches at a time on my long cock of the law…”
“Six inches isn’t even that long…”
“Are you complaining?”
“Hell no. Girth is where it’s at and, baby, you’ve got more than a lady could ever beg for.”
“Do you love my cock, baby?” You both chuckled and you reached down to give his spent dick a couple of love tugs.
“I love everything about you,” you said, kissing him as he smiled contentedly.
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