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tempestuous-lush · 6 months

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koshka || mafia!Bucky x reader

Warnings: JESUS. Um, where to start? Definite bdsm mentions, usage. Let’s get a big part out of the way. There is a gangbang in here. A lot of unprotected sex. Fingering. Squirting. Dildo usage. Hitachi. Restraints. A lot of cum shots. Butt plug. Anal. Double penetration. Triple penetration (mouth, anal, vaginal). Anal creampies. Titty fucking. Daddy kink (Bucky brings it out in me). Masturbating (briefly). Aftercare. More sex in tub. Vaginal creampies (both Bucky). Overstimulation. Flogger usage. Brief pregnancy kink (if you squint). All VERY consensual. Not proofread.

Summary: Bucky was trying to broker a peace deal, and neither of you are sure whose idea it became, but you became the peace offering. All of the other major players in the underworld would get their time with you. A way of Bucky showing that he was willing to concede if they were, after signing contracts, of course. This is, by far, the most debaucherous thing I have written. I’ve had this scenario in my head for a while now. Started writing and it just poured out. If you guys like this, I will probably keep mafia!bucky and koshka on the back burner for my more filthy thots. This is also my first time writing mafia!bucky, and I didn’t hate it.

Koshka = kitten in Russian

DIVIDER CURTESY OF @firefly-graphics (they probably get tired of me tagging them for this, but the things they have are AMAZING

Bucky loved the way you looked at him as he buttoned up his pressed white shirt, still in bed with your beautiful legs tangled into the sheets and your hair splayed across his pillow as you inhaled the scent of him from it. You looked so shy. Innocent. But you were anything but.

Once he slipped on his cufflinks, he crawled on all fours across the bed until he was caging you in and the tip of his nose traveled along the length of your neck before he kissed that sensitive spot beneath your ear, “Good morning, koshka. I hope you’re ready for my business meeting later today.” His large blue eyes looked at you lovingly, “Are you sure it’s still okay? If not I will put a stop to it right here, right now. You know that, right”

The idea had you feeling shy, but you couldn’t deny the rush of arousal that flooded your system as you thought about it. Your cheeks heated up before peeking up at him, “M’very sure James.”

“I love how sweet you look, face all flushed with embarrassment at the thought of how greedy you are. I’ll see you in a few hours, koshka. And then…well, a little business and pleasure never hurts.” His lips trailed down your neck the same time his hand pulled down on the comforter. As he did, exposing his favorite pair of tits, he licked and sucked the tender flesh until your body was awake for him and he groaned, breaking the contact and resting his head in the middle of your chest. You heard a mumble, “I gotta go, koshka, but I’ll be back soon.”

As he walked to the bedroom door, he watched you pull the blanket off and stretch out. His eyes landed on the soft, sweet mound between your legs, “Do me a favor today.”

“Hmmm?” Your back arched off the mattress.

He licked his lips, “Don’t put on any clothes. Spend your morning like that, because it would be a crime if you put clothes on and covered perfection.”

He opened the door and slipped out. You laughed, knowing full well that he was going to his office downstairs. The house was empty today though. He made sure of that, considering what was happening later. Getting out of bed, you headed to the bathroom. You knew you wanted to spend the next hour soaking in the tub, exfoliating, and putting on the lotion that Bucky loved smelling on your skin. He always said it made you even more edible.

Then, you stayed in bed reading until you heard his voice calling out your name. A small smile worked its way to your lips as you stood and slipped on your floor length silk robe, leaving it untied to give him the tease of your full tits and your nipples hard beneath the silk with your bare pussy on display. Coming to the top of the stairs, you saw Bucky with a few gentlemen. He saw you and a wolffish smile took over his features, “Gentlemen, the lady of the hour. My queen.”

They turned around to look at you, averting their eyes momentarily before they remembered why they were here. They were all attractive, sure. However, they were not your Bucky. You walked down the stairs slowly to him and he wrapped you in his arms and pulled you towards him before kissing you passionately and possessively before murmuring, “If you’ll excuse me gentlemen, I will go ahead and get her ready. I’ll be back shortly if you’d like to join the others.”

They walked away reluctantly as Bucky gently steered you down the hall in the opposite direction, bringing you to the door of your favorite room. He opened it and you saw the padded table with the restraints resting on top of it and hanging from the ceiling above. As his hands slipped your robe from your shoulders, his lips ghosted the skin along the nape of your neck while whispering, “Get on the table for me, koshka. On your back. Head slightly off the side. That beautiful face needs to be available to fuck, okay?”

Your legs were shaking with anticipation quickly as you walked towards the table, climbing on top of it, before doing as you were told. You were on your back, head slightly hanging off of one end and ass just a bit off the other. Bucky’s hand traveled down your sternum and down the soft tissue of your stomach before teasing your already aching pussy and traveling down your left leg, lifting it up. He pulled it outwards and used a leather cuff restraint to lock your ankle in place before reaching up and using another leather restraint around your thigh, effectively locking your leg in place. He repeated the same with your right leg and used a soft leather strap to hold your waist before finally locking your wrists so that your arms were spread out. Last but not least, he lifted your head and placed a soft pillow beneath it to give you cushion against the table edge.

“Time to get my little koshka ready, isn’t that right?”

Your pussy spasmed in response before you could even talk, your legs so spread that Bucky spotted the small motion easily. He chuckled darkly, “You’re a fucking vision. It’s no wonder they all wished to accept this peace treaty. Having their dick anywhere near something so…ethereal. So…” His middle finger sank into your folds, eagerly pulling him in as you moaned at the contact before he pulled his hand back and greedily sucked your slick from his finger, “delicious. The idea is enough to drive a man mad. Trust me, I would know. So. Are you ready, koshka? Are you ready to be a perfect doll, a plaything, for all of daddy’s big, bad friends?”

His fingers messily rubbed your pussy, spreading around the sheen of your arousal while getting you more heated with the sporadic contact with your always sensitive clit. You shuddered as your eyes rolled to the back of your head, “Yesss. M’ready daddy.”

You felt the cold of lube pressing at the tightness of your ass, but you were trained for this. Relaxing, your ass opened up to his fingers before he coated your favorite plug with more lube and slowly pressed it into you as his free hand kept playing with your pussy. The stretch was instant and your pussy gushed at the promise of what was to come. His middle finger plunged back into your pussy, joined with his ring finger, “So wet for all those faceless cocks stuffing you full, or is it knowing that I’ll be watching you the entire time? Cock aching and leaking for you? Gonna cum for daddy to get you all nice and messy for those other men? Gonna cream my fingers or weep on my hand, koshka? Personally, I think that pussy is gonna weep for me.”

The combination of your ass filled and his fingers driving into you stroking your g spot as he told you such filthy things was enough to quickly send you over. Your moans and sounds were indiscernible until you shouted his name, squirting all over his hand and reverberating in the aftershocks of his fingers rubbing your cum all over your pussy. You could feel it puddling around your ass as well. You wished you could see how he was looking at you.

He walked around to look down at your face with those beautiful blue eyes you loved so much. His voice was rough with his own arousal, “Good girl. And remember, you want this to stop, say the word. It’ll end immediately. I’ll make sure of it.”

With that, he kissed you and headed out. Your eyes could only see so much. Namely, the variety of whips and canes he had spread out on a nearby table and the drawers that you knew contained so many deliciously dark things. Meanwhile, Bucky was busy in his office, confiscating any and all phones and telling the men the rules they are to follow. The main one he stressed, aside from your safe word, was that none of them were allowed to cum inside of your pussy. They all nodded, eager to taste the queen of the most notorious mob boss on the East coast, none of them expecting a chance like this to ever fall in their lap.

Meanwhile, as you lay there, more than ready…you heard the door open and heard a few different voices at the same time. They all commented a variation of the same thing, “Beautiful.”

The first thing you saw was Bucky sitting next to the table, a wicked smile on his face, hand palming his aching cock through his pants. Your pussy spasmed again. That was when you felt the first touch of someone who wasn’t Bucky, trailing along your leg. What you weren’t expecting was the level of fire it started within you, an ache in your lower belly. It was fueled further on by a hand roughly grabbing your right breast, a wet thumb flicking your nipple as a different, softer hand did the same with your left. Your eyes grew heavy with lust as another man came to stand before you. His dick was hard and the tip slick with precum.

His accent was heavy as he commanded, “Open your mouth for me. Now.”

Ever the good girl, you opened your mouth wide for his cock to slip inside, the taste different from what you know from Bucky. At the same time, a cock was slipping through your wet folds, enjoying teasing your needy pussy. You moaned around the thick cock hitting the back of your throat as your pussy was stretched with another. There was a curse of pleasure as the two men took enjoyment in fucking your two available holes. The table moved slightly as another man climbed on to the table and straddled you before squirting cold lube between your heavy tits, squeezing them around his cock as he began fucking them.

How quickly you turned into what Bucky said you would become.

A plaything for all of daddy’s big bad friends.

A doll.

The man driving into your pussy angled his cock up and his thumb fell on your clit as he kept driving into you. At the same time, the man fucking your mouth let out a slew of praise, “Feels so good. So good at taking cock with your mouth.”

He buried his cock in your throat, and all you could do to keep from gagging at the lack of oxygen was swallowing his semen as it shot down the back of your throat. As he pulled back and you gasped for air, the man destroying your pussy pulled an orgasm out of you as Bucky watched on. Instead of letting you softly come down though, he kept driving into you and playing with your clit until all too quickly, you were gushing around him all the while the man fucking your tits grabbed hold of his cock and quickly finished himself off, thick ropes of cum landing on your face and tits.

You felt the fullness of your stuffed pussy disappear and while you whimpered at first, you felt fingers pulling at the base of your plug. That was when you heard Russian. You knew enough from Bucky to know roughly what was being said, “An ass like this deserves to be fucked.”

There was more lube on your now gaped hole and the feeling of a cock pressing at your ass before slowly filling you to the brim and then some. Your eyes grew large as another man climbed atop and rammed into your pussy with far less care. Though, they both quickly descended to fucking you like animals that didn’t care what state you were left in after.

You were about to cry out in pleasure when another cock was shoved into your open mouth. It caused you to become nothing but moans as you were filled to the peak. You grew tighter as you became more tightly wound. The way you were tightening finally managed to tip the one fucking your ass over the edge, and he let out a stream of curses as he bottomed out and emptied into your ass while at the same time the one fucking your pussy pulled out and you felt the heat of his cum land on your lower stomach and splattering on the outside of your pussy.

At the same time, the other man using your mouth pulled out and slapped your face, causing you to moan. His accent was heavy as well as he chuckled and commented, “The devil’s queen likes a bit of pain, does she?”

As he walked around you before the next man in line for your mouth took over, you spotted Bucky stroking himself. The fact that he was getting off to you getting fucked, used, and getting cum on made your arousal start anew. You moaned out, “M’love a bit of pain. I can…I can take it.”

You heard the sound of a flogger being lifted from the table as the next faceless cock filled your mouth. The only taste on your tongue and at the back of your throat now was the mixture of cum and precum and you loved it. As your throat continued being used, you felt the kiss of the flogger on your stomach. Another of the men climbed on the table and pushed your tits together to fuck them, the cum from the previous man giving more lube, “Incredible fucking tits you’ve got access to Barnes. Can’t wait to fuck the rest of her.”

You heard Bucky’s voice, “That’s good, because she loves to be full of cock.”

Just then the flogger came down on your pussy and your eyes opened wide as you felt the silicone of a dildo prodding at your folds and bucking hard into you. One of them must have been using the rod to fuck you from afar with the dildo as the other continued to flog you. Dick sliding between your tits, the other still fucking your mouth and leaving you gagging and gasping as he’d give you a break occasionally until he pulled out of your mouth and stroked his cock while the man fucking your tits also pulled back and stroked his cock. The first one came with a grunt all over your face and tits, the second cumming on your tits and upper stomach before getting off the table.

Soon the dildo was discarded as was the flogger and another cock was soon buried in your ass, with another once again slamming into your pussy. This time, your mouth was left alone for them to hear the sounds you were making. You watched Bucky hand one of them the hitachi wand to bring to the one fucking your pussy. As soon as it touched your clit, you were cumming hard and fast. But they weren’t satisfied. They held the hitachi down as they kept rutting into you and you started crying out for Bucky, thinking of him sitting there stroking himself to the sight of you being used and coming undone. The man holding the wand in place let up and pulled out as your pussy made a mess, squirting obscenely as your ass continued being taken until he was filling it with more cum.

The day continued like this. You were tied up for nearly an hour before the leather cuffs came off of your wrists and waist, then your legs. They were enjoying taking their turns, watching the others ruin you as they got themselves hard all over again, leaving you an absolute mess, dripping with their cum. When they stood you up, you nearly fell.

Bucky would have been concerned if it weren’t for your sounds of pleasure being ripped from your body. Even still, you were giving. Bucky’s blue eyes watched on as they flipped you on to your stomach on the table.

He stood up and walked around, looking at your beautiful gaping ass, stuffed and overflowing with semen. Your inner thighs were also dripping. He had been edging himself for so long. He walked up to you, stroking his cock once more. With dominance he bellowed, “After today, no one touches my little koshka but me. Anyone get any ideas otherwise, and I will cut off your hand for considering it. This was a peace offering, but I will burn the world if anyone tries beyond this room.”

He lined himself up with your pussy and thrust into you while roughly grabbing your hair and pulling up, “Look at the men who fucked you today koshka, as you let them know whose doll you really are.”

He thrust again and you came back to life, a cry coming from you, “James! M’yours, to t-take.”

Bucky started fucking you like a man starved. Animalistic noises came out of him and his cock reached so deliciously deep inside of you. Your overstimulated pussy couldn’t handle it. And he knew that. Which is why he reached around and used his fingers on your clit and you came again and as you did, thick ropes of his cum wrecked your womb as he continued driving into you…pulling out one final orgasm before you lay there thoroughly spent and utterly exhausted. Once you fully drained him he pulled out and admired the sight of you: a fucked mess, but only him dripping from your pussy.

Bucky ushered everyone out and you weren’t sure when but he came back in and scooped you up in his arms, “You did so good playing daddy’s doll, koshka, but now I am going to clean you up and feed you. Daddy’s gonna take good care of you.”

“M’enjoyed it daddy but I only”- you yawned in a way he found endearing -“need you.”

By the time he carried you up the stairs, you were softly sleeping. He set you down on the bed, making a note to himself to strip the bedding and change it before ridding himself of his clothes. Scooping you up once more, he took you into the bathroom and stepped into the low, large tub that was already filled with warm bubbly water. As he sat, he pulled your back to his front and picked up a cup, gently dumping the hot water over your skin and rinsing away the proof of any other man slowly but surely. He used a warm rag to softly clean your face before lathering up his hands with soap and running them over your shoulders.

A smile pulled at his lips as you stirred ever so slightly under his touch. Especially so as he took extra care to soap up your chest, his palms and fingers teasing your nipples. Bucky moved lower and you instinctively arched your back, your head falling back onto his shoulder. As one of his hands ventured lowered, you spread your legs on instinct even as you tried to protest, “James, m’so tired. Don’t think I can do another James m’sorry.”

“You’re forgetting something important, koshka…” His middle finger delved deep inside of your aching pussy, tender from the abuse it received. He lazily pumped his hand, finger driving in and out of you, pushing all of his cum either deeper inside of you or out of you into the scented bath water. His free hand still ran over the lather that covered your tits, increasing the teasing more and more as his finger stayed moving at the same speed, “I know your body and everything it is capable of handling. You can cum one more time for me kotenok, one more time. Just like this, in the tub. You and me. Your sweet pussy pulling me deeper and deeper, my hard cock digging into your back.”

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head with pleasure as he spoke. He wasn’t wrong. He was never wrong. Your pussy was desperate for him. Always. Your eyes were beginning to tear up as he continued his ministrations. You were spent. But one more, for him. You could do it.

“Come for me, koshka.”

A sob escaped you as he shifted and hit a deliciously sweet and painful spot, “I’m s’close James. I’m s’close, but I can’t.”

James knew what you needed. He always did. His arm wrapped around your waist and lifted you, easily turning you to face him before holding the base of his cock with his free hand and lowering you onto him. You shuddered at the fullness.

Pulling you to him, his lips collided with yours and he kissed you with every emotion he felt. At the same time, he drove up into you. Water splashed over the edge of the tub and onto the floor. His tongue teased yours before he broke the kiss and his mouth fell on your neck. As a result, every little noise you made, every whimper of pleasure being wrung from your body fell on his ear. He praised you, “Did so good for me today. Gonna be a good girl and cum on daddy’s cock one more time, koshka? Let me hear how good I feel inside of you. Beautiful little koshka had so much cock today that she doesn’t have anything left for daddy’s? It’s okay, because daddy has so much left for you. Gonna fuck you till your pregnant with my child”-

That was the reason no one else was allowed to cum inside your pussy today. Bucky had been trying to fuck a child into you. His child. And god, if you didn’t love it. And now? In such an emotional state? A sob escaped you just as he hit that pleasure spot deep inside. You came to life just enough, “P-please daddy, please!”

His hands gripped tightly into your flesh, “Please what, koshka?”

“F-fuck me t-till I’m pregnant with your baby.”

“You gonna be a good girl and cum for me then, koshka?”

You only lasted for a few breaths more before the most animalistic cry came from you as he finally tore your orgasm from you, chasing his own at the sight and once again filling you to the brim. At that, he stilled and encouraged you to lay against his chest. Bucky lay back against the tub while cradling you, leaving his cock buried in you to hold his cum inside. Turning on the tap, he added more hot water and stroked your back, letting you sleep.

He’d feed you after you had your rest.

Besides, this? This was everything to him. You were everything to him.

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ＨａｗｋｓｘＲｅａｄｅｒ：ＢｉｒｄｏｆＰｒｅｙ

𝙿𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐: Hawks x female! Reader

𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢: When you get bored at home waiting for your loving husband to come home... you think of a way to get him to come back sooner. It works- for a price.

𝙶𝚎𝚗𝚛𝚎: Smut

𝙲𝚆/𝚃𝚊𝚐𝚜: Face-sitting, degradation, creampie, rough sex, penetration, female-parts, sex (ofc)

𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝: 1784

Note: I have NEVER written smut before so I am so, so sorry if this is awful. Spicy stuff happens after the cut. This is- part of something I am challenging myself to do as a writer, I guess? I sure as hell ain't goin to heaven after this shit--

𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

You’d been teasing him all day, just to see what he would do. Since you had the day off, you were bored. And what better way to deal with it than making your boyfriend horny as fuck when he’s in a meeting?

It started off with pictures of your body- nothing too revealing, but enough to make him want more. He opened the messages, but didn’t do much more. You huffed, before an idea crossed your mind.

Shifting onto your back, you spread your legs. Wearing little more than a bra and panties, your hand reaches up. With his feather around your neck, you knew he’d hear everything you did. Every little noise, whimper, or moan- which is exactly what you wanted.

You begin to rub yourself over your panties, letting out a soft sigh as you feel the gentle pressure. After a few minutes, you slide your hand into your them, the feather in hand. It had bristled up a little, and the feeling of it against your clit was utterly delicious.

Letting out a soft moan, your head tilts back. “Kei…~” You whine, shifting a little to continue to build that pleasure. It had been so long since you both had sex, and you missed him like hell.

After a few moments, the sound of the front door jerks you from your thoughts. That meeting should’ve been another 10 minutes tops, and it took 15 to get home-

Your thoughts are cut short from a familiar winged male opening the bedroom door with more force than needed. His face is flushed, short hot breaths escaping his lips. His feathers are slightly ruffled, and his wings were spread just a little more than usual.

He was beautiful normally, but this was hot.

“Baby bird…~” His words are a low growl as he stalks towards you, before crawling onto the bed. “Just what the fuck do you think you’re doin’, hmm?” He rips the covers away, exposing you playing with yourself.

Your stomach drops, but in the most pleasurable way possible. His eyes- like a predator eyeing it’s prey.

A dark chuckle escapes his lips as his eyes darken just a little. “Mmmm… that’s what I thought. Playing with yourself like a little whore, hmm?~” He tuts a little, the feather coming from your hands to his own.

“You’ve been such a naughty little bird, sending me pictures in meetings, playing with my feathers in a way you know I can’t ignore…” He pushes your legs apart, crawling in between them to hover right above you.

His hot breath fans your chest as he takes in your flustered form. “Just couldn’t wait till I got home, huh..?” You don’t respond, and he trails his fingers through your hair. Suddenly, he wraps some of it around his fingers and pulls.

A quiet moan escapes your lips at the feeling, and that simple noise sparks something in those darker amber eyes of his. “Such pretty noises… but they aren’t words, baby bird.” He clicks his tongue.

You’d already been quite bratty… so why stop now? You pout up at him, as much as you can with his hands in your hair, anyway. You knew he enjoyed the fight.

“Mm, but you came, didn’t you?~” You tease, before he tugs harder, ripping another moan from your throat. His face is inches from your neck as he growls. His hot breath fans your throat, teeth inching dangerously to your jugular.

“I guess I’ll have to remind you just who’s in charge, angel… and it isn’t you.” A feather flies from his plumes, wrapping around your wrists just enough to make sure you can’t move them. He wraps his hand around them, pinning them above your head. Your chest sticks out just a bit more from the angle.

“So pretty.. It’s a shame, really..” He murmurs, disappointment clear in his tone. You shift, letting out a quiet whine. Before you can speak, he clicks his tongue again. “No, pretty bird… you had your chance. It seems like I need to remind you just who’s in charge, hmm..?”

Heat rushes to your core at just how low his voice is. Oh, you fucked up. But this is exactly what you wanted. “Just sit still… you’re too horny to wait for me, hmm? Fine then…” His eyes flick up to yours for a moment. Even though you could feel just how hard he was, he stops for just a moment.

“You can answer one question- what are our colors?” You falter, but you’re grateful. Despite how turned on he was, he always asked.

“Red means stop…” His tongue trails down your stomach, and your words catch in your throat. “Yellow- Yellow means slow down, and… and green means it’s all good…” He hums in approval.

“One last one. What’s the safe word?”

“Treehouse.” “Good girl… fuck… I’m gonna absolutely wreck you sweetheart. But first… I have an idea.” He shifts, laying on his back as he gently guides you onto his face.

“You’re gonna sit on my face until I’ve had enough. Sound good, little bird?~” Before you can respond, his arms wrap around your thighs. Pulling you down, your heat directly on his mouth.

A quiet moan escapes your lips as his tongue traces your folds. “Fuck, Kei…” He slaps your ass cheek, and you whine.

“Who am I?” He all but growls against you.

“Sir..” You whimper, swallowing hard as his feathers dig into your wrists just a little more.

He lets out a low chuckle, before giving you a harsh suck on your clit. “Good girl.” The moment he properly tastes you, he hums in approval.

A moan escapes your lips as he goes back to tongue-fucking you, making noises and holding you down like you were his last meal. Fuck- he was hot. And the fact he was holding you down on top of him?

If there was any anxiety about suffocating him, he left no room to argue. If he wanted to suffocate himself on your pussy, he was gonna do it.

His lips shift, now wrapping around your clit. A mewl escapes your lips as your legs spread a little wider. He chuckles, the sound going straight to your core.

When another whine leaves your lips, this time when he slows down. He hums, the vibrations making you jolt. After a few moments, he lets go of one of your thighs, sliding in two of his fingers.

A deep moan escapes your lips this time. “F-fuck-” You can’t help but grind down onto his face, and he grips your waist tightly. When his fingers find that spongy spot inside of you, another moan escapes your lips. He chuckles, before abusing that spot.

It doesn’t take long before that coil tightens almost painfully in your stomach. You’re panting, moaning, practically riding his fingers and his face– and with a nip to your clit, you fall apart on top of him.

He’s quick, hardly letting you savor your orgasm before having you face down and ass up. “Such a good slut- who’s my good little whore, huh?” He slaps your ass, pulling a mewl from your throat.

“I-I am-” He slaps your other ass cheek, a warning growl emanating from behind you.

“I am?” The dark, dominant sound of his voice makes your thighs press together a little. But you wanted to see how far you could push him… his punishments were always good. So, she just nods. He sighs a bit, clicking his tongue.

“Naughty bird… here I was, about to reward you for taking everything so well..” There’s faux sympathy in his tone. His hand gently rubs one of your ass cheeks, before slapping it hard. You yelp out softly, though there’s a soft moan mixed in.

“Ah, that’s right… you like that sort of shit dontcha?” He chuckles, the sound holding a promise of danger. One that you like. “Fine… I’ll make it hurt then, princess.”

Without warning, his hard cock slams into your core, giving you no chance to accommodate him. A mixture between a moan and a cry escapes your lips. He stills his hips completely against yours, his lips against your ear.

“Color, love?” His voice is raspy, and you clench around him at the sound.

“G-green, sir-” You whimper, biting your lip. His feather holds your hands in front of you on the bed, unable to hold your upper half up. He hums in approval again, his tongue tracing the shell of your ear.

“Good girl…” He murmurs, before pulling out a bit. Without warning, he slams back into you, setting a brutal pace that has you seeing stars. Mixtures of “oh my god” and profanities are pulled from your lips as the head of his cock slams against your cervix.

“Such a good slut- gonna fuck ya till ya can’t walk- that want you want? Tell me you want it-” He grunts, panting as he continues to slam into you. Your mouth opens to respond, but you can’t get a word out. The only thing spilling from your lips is moans, whimpers, and a little bit of drool. That feeling of warmth in your stomach returns quickly, the coil tightening again.

“Can’t even talk back anymore, huh?” He chuckles, grabbing your hair and pulling you up by it, then holding you by the throat. “Such a pretty little whore.. And all fucking mine.” Each word was punctuated with a deep thrust.

And with that, the coil snaps. Your vision goes white as you clench down around him. Moaning out loudly, your eyes roll into your head as your tongue lolls from your mouth.

After a few more thrusts, he buries himself into you, and you can literally feel the warmth of his release settling in your womb. A soft whine escapes your lips at the feeling. His feather lets go of your wrists, gently trailing your back before going back to his wings.

He’s panting, before peppering kisses on your shoulders. “You took me so well, such a good girl…” He murmurs, letting himself slide out of your tight hole. His cum begins to dribble out, trailing down your thighs. You whine again, now for the loss of feeling. He laughs lightly, turning you around to kiss your forehead.

“Alright, baby bird… let’s get you all cleaned up, hmm?” He coos, brushing your hair away from your face. You lean into his touch.

Keigo was a lot of things. Dominant, rough, unrelenting- but kind, gentle, and caring. You hum in response, approval clear in your tone. Now… all that’s left of the night is for him to spoil you with his love. And you knew he wouldn’t hold back on that either.

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