#Bane visits Gortash that night in his dreams just to high five him

[flymmsy]

Nasty Durgetash request that I can’t get out of my head: Gortash ass fucking Durge and wants them to admit they love getting fucked by the cock of Bane.

Filling this one with a f!Durge because I had a specific idea for it - (Typically try to do gender-neutral for requests, but anon if you had something else in mind feel free to resubmit!) You know how I said I think Durgetash fucks both sweetly and nasty? Yea this is one of the nasty times.

All of the requests will not be this long but uhhhh this one got out of hand WOOPS (~1.6 k Word Count)

Warnings/tags: anal, dub-con (ish? Borders on more classic toxic durgetash practices but tagging just in case – durge wants it though), rough sex, choking, slapping, spitting, dom!gortash, sub!durge, dirty talk, name calling, spanking, fingers in mouth, hair pulling. 18+

“Harder,” she demanded, writhing beneath him. Enver felt her nails drag down his back again, retracing earlier welts and drawing fresh blood.

They had been at this for hours. Durge had burst into his study mid-meeting, scaring the patriar he had been negotiating with half to death with her visage. She was drenched in blood. It had taken quick thinking on his part to rush towards her, pushing her out of the door of the study with all of the urgency of someone tending to their severely wounded friend. He had called for ‘help’, but when the nearest servant arrived, he instructed them to see the patriar out while he dealt with an ‘emergency.’ He hadn’t been able to tell whether he was dragging Durge to his bedchamber, or if she was dragging him, but he wanted to get her out of sight as quickly as possible. When the door shut closed behind them, he had begun to ask What were you thinking?, which was quickly interrupted with Durge’s mouth crashing onto his own.

He never did get the answer to his question – Durge had been relentless all night, frantic even. It was unlike her, even at the height of her Urge. She clearly did not want to talk – she wanted to fuck. The sting left by her nails tore a groan from his throat, and he hastened his thrusts. They were both sticky with sweat at this point, the air in the room heavy and filled with musk.

Durge growled beneath him before digging her nails deeper into his back. “Harder,” she demanded again, and the lewd slapping sound of their joining grew louder with his effort. Enver closed his hand around her throat, pressing down hard and using her own body as leverage to fuck deeper into her. Despite this, she growled in displeasure again only moments later.

“Wha - ” Enver began, only to be cut off by a hard slap across his face. He scoffed, halting his thrusts and turning back to Durge with a scowl. She was clearly furious that he had stopped, rolling her hips in defiance. He went to grab her wrists, but she was a flurry beneath him, fighting his grip.

“Enough!” he commanded, finally pinning her wrists to his bed. She met his ferocity, venom and disgust in her voice.  

“I said fuck me harder, Banite.”

And then she spit in his face.

He instantly stilled. A wave of rage flashed through him, but in a moment, it had been replaced by a powerful, assured calm. He met her gaze – seeing a spark in her eyes light as she realized she had successfully melted away her Enver and replaced him with Lord Gortash, Chosen of Bane.

“Well, now you’ve done it,” his voice was rough and low, but even-toned. He pulled out of her and grabbed her hips, flipping her onto her stomach. She instinctively moved to get on her knees, but a firm hand pushed her down to meet the bed again. When she pushed up against the hand, he doubled down on the pressure and connected his other hand to her ass in a harsh slap.

“You interrupt my negotiations,” he punctuated each of her transgressions with another slap to her ass, “demand my attention like some petulant child, use my cock like a bitch in heat for some immature avoidance –”

At that one, she snarled and attempted to lift herself up again. He tsked, shifting his full body weight to bear down on her.

“ – and act like an ungrateful whore all evening. Now behave.”  He dipped two fingers into her wet cunt, pulling a satisfied hum from her mouth. He eased his pressure on her slightly to lean back, bringing his other hand to rest on her ass. He spread her, watching for a few moments as her cunt greedily swallowed his fingers, waiting. As soon as she whined for more, he had the excuse he wanted.

“I warned you. Now, here’s a lesson for you.” Before she even had time to react, he slipped a slick finger into her asshole. She gasped in surprise, jolting beneath him for a moment before another smack to her ass reminded her of her required obedience. He spread her further, adding another finger into her asshole.

He had thought of taking her in the ass many times before, had spilled into his own hand at the idea of her body delighting in the painful stretch around him, but they had never really discussed the concept. But now, she had pissed him off, and he was inclined to take what he wanted while bringing her to heel.

When he added a third finger, a guttural noise escaped her throat, and his cock twitched as he watched her fists tightly grasp the bedsheets. She received a few more pulses of his fingers before he pulled them out. Fully leaning over her body now, he brought his other hand to grasp her by the hair while he shoved the three fingers into her mouth, forcing her to taste her ass.

“Suck,” he demanded, and she complied, much to his delight. He worked her mouth with his fingers, shoving them deeper and deeper until she was an appropriately slobbering mess. He released her then, leaning back up to return his attention to her ass.

“I’m going to enjoy this,” he taunted, slapping the head of his cock against her asshole a few times before finally pushing in. She choked back a cry, and he moaned in response. He was slow to enter her the first time, but not for her benefit – he enjoyed the languid stretch of her ass around his cock as he sank deeper. When he had finally managed to bottom out, he grabbed her hips hard enough to bruise and began to thrust punishingly.

It was heinously blissful. He grabbed a fistful of her hair, using it as leverage to furiously pound into her ass. Head pulled back, her cries grew even louder, which spurred him on even more. The drag of her ass against his cock was intoxicating, and it was not long before he felt his climax begin to build.

He dragged her back up against his body by her hair, bringing her back flush against his chest as he continued his thrusts. His arms snaked around her to keep her upright, one hand closing around her neck while the other began to circle her clit. She tried to cry out, but the pressure of his hand captured the sound in her throat.

“Who do you belong to?” his face was practically pressed against her ear. She moaned, and he loosened his grasp on her throat to allow her to speak.

“Bhaal,” she spit out, and his grip immediately retightened.

“Try again,” he growled into her ear, “Whose cock is in your ass?”

She attempted to speak several times before he loosened his grip again. “Yours,” she choked out, gasping for breath.

“True enough, you are a whore for my cock,” he smirked, allowing himself to press a kiss against her neck, “But its more than just that, Bhaalspawn.”

He threw her back down on the bed and renewed his brutal pace.

“You love getting fucked by the cock of the Black Lord,” he mocked, and when he was met only with heavy silence, he laughed cruelly.

“Say it,” he commanded, smacking her ass again.  

“No,” she managed between her gasps.

“Say it!” Another smack.

“I-“

“Louder.”

“I love ge-“

“Louder!”

“I love getting fucked by the cock of Bane,” she choked out in a loud sob.

“Yes,” he hissed, his entire body lighting up in response.

“I love getting fucked by your filthy Banite cock,” she continued, unprompted, and at that he could feel his balls begin to tighten. He hummed in appreciation, the insult only emphasizing her subjugation.

“You see,” he began speaking between harsh thrusts, “it is - to our mutual benefit - when you behave -  Bhaalspawn.”

His hips began to stutter as his pace became frantic and uneven.

“Beg me for it,” he moaned, eyes fluttering shut as he gave her ass a final slap. She whined beneath him, and just when he thought he would have to be firm with her again, she mewled in compliance.

“Please spill into my ass.”

It sent him over the edge instantly. He came inside her ass with violent shudders, and he felt her own orgasm hit her ferociously. He thrust shallowly as he rode out his high, gasping for breath.

When he opened his eyes, his grip on her hips immediately softened. She was shaking, her own breathing only just beginning to regulate. Worry flashed through him for a moment but quickly subsided – he learned long ago that his Bhaalspawn could handle most anything thrown her way. She was his favorite toy he could never break.  

He allowed her a moment, rubbing circles into her hips. Sure enough, she rose before long to curl back against his chest as before, but this time his embrace was far more tender. She snaked a hand behind his head to give herself leverage to look at him – her body was finally loose, and she smiled with wicked abandon. Still, he couldn’t help but feel something was off, a sense of desperation that had not quite evaporated.

“You’re going to get me disowned,” she laughed shallowly while shrugging.

“What Father doesn’t know won’t hurt him,” he smirked, expecting one of her usual retorts.

Instead, she furrowed her brow and closed her eyes, for fear of spilling their truth.

#Durge in this one be like ooohhhh nooooo don’t fuck my ass (fuck my ass fuck my ass) #Durge goes home and immediately writes the prayer for forgiveness LOL #Bane visits Gortash that night in his dreams just to high five him #meanwhile as soon as Durge leaves the room sceleritas is there flipping out #Durge is in love with Enver Gortash the person #but sometimes when they need to get absolutely destroyed #they need to provoke the Chosen of Bane to come out to play #enver gortash #durgetash #durge #the dark urge #bg3 #flymmsy writes #flymmsy writes durgetash