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‘ 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄
🕷️. HARBINGER 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐄 x VIRGIN 𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑
ミpet play! enemies to lovers (?), degradation + praise, neck collars, rough oral sex « face fucking, »
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a/n: minors, please read at your own risk! « i can't stop you guys from having hormones, and i won’t. lmfoaoa, enjoy! <3 »
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“I like you way better like this.” Scaramouche grinned, fidgeting with the edge of the cold, silver metal chain attached to your neck collar. Your whole stomach exposed, along with your body, all for the Balladeer’s gaze. A faint tear released from your eye, making it’s way down your cheeks.
“Aw, is the little brat crying?” The ravenette cooed, leaning back on chair. “Be happy I’m kind enough to not make you wear the muzzle.”
Earlier, Scaramouche had undressed out of his shirt, leaving him with only his work pants on. His well, but soft built figure was all you would focus on as your watery eyes made it harder to see.
“Walk forward.” he ordered. You follows his instructions, crawling towards him as your fake cat tail waddled side to side.
Softly rubbing the side of your cheek against Scaramouche's leg, you could feel the slight shiver from the man above you. It was exciting to daydream about how far you can push him past his limits.
“ Lord Scaram—” you started, but quickly got silenced.
Scaramouche arched his eyebrow, with a twitched expression on his face. “Ah, Ah,” his eyes widened, “Cats do not speak, Right (Name?) Try again.”
With teary eyes, and wobbly legs, it was almost hard to not lose the little bit of pride you had left. It’s truthfully laughable knowing you’re kneeled under the same man with your cock out that you despised so much. The same one who always got under your skin, and annoyed the fuck out of you. Taunting you. Waiting for you to break in tiny pieces.
Well, you guessed he finally got his way after all these years. Years of keeping up with his mean demnor, and desire to be worshipped. You were one of the few high ranked Fatui agents who had a outstanding rate of dignity, which pissed the hell out of Scaramouche, but he never once did anything about it. Maybe he was planning this all along..
Breathing in and breathing out, you licked your lips and mewled, “Meow.”
Oh, how humiliating. His cold hands grabbed your chin, lifting it towards his face. “That’s better. I suppose you are capable of following simple directions, huh?” His shit-eating grinned almost made your eye twitch.
“Look at you, finally under me, where you belong. Mere peasants like you should kiss the floor I walk on.” The firm grasp on your chin got tighter. “It’s a shame really. It was fun seeing you resist my presence, and not show the same amount of respect those other lowsy Fatui agents do. Who knew a person like you could be a downright pervert.”
“Having an obvious erection as I changed infront of you while your only job was to guard my chambers. Hah, now that I didn’t see coming! You really stooped a new low, (Name!)” Scaramouche chuckled. You gritted your teeth, and furrowed your eyebrows.
“Oh, don’t look at me like that, brat. I’m simply amused on how long you could keep up such a stupid act.” His voice coming down to a whisper, closer and closer to your ear. “If I were you..I would’ve gaven my body to me way long ago.”
“But it’s adorable really, considering how hard you are.” His sandal made in contact with your leaking cock, already spilled in pre-cum. You jolted at the sudden action, letting out a quiet whimper.
“How cute.” Scaramouche cooed.
“Meow...” You whined, putting a hand on the Balladeer’s thigh, reaching closer and closer towards the obvious bulge that have formed in his pants.
“Oh, what’s this?” He hummed, “Does my brat want to please his master?”
“Meow!”
The sound of Scaramouche slowly unzipping his pants was dreadful. He’s a tease with whatever he does, huh?
“Alright then.” he grinned, rubbing gently on his already hard erection. “Tell you what, if you can pleasure me, I’ll give you a award.”
“Open your mouth.”
You happily sticked your tounge out, with drool already sliding down your chin. His cock, a bit grithy with a thick vein, along with a rosy pink tip made it’s way to your mouth.
Scaramouche looks down at you with piercing indigo eyes. “No teeth.” he warned. You mewled around the thick cock, earning a groan from the man above. You liked that reaction. You wanted to hear it more.
So, you took his erection out of your mouth, and sticked your tongue out to lick teasingly at his tip, which was rewarded with a quiet throaty whimper from Scaramouche. You did this for about a minute, until he obviously got bored of it, but who can blame you? It’s your first time!
“Oh, for fuck’s sake.” He grunts, tightening his grip around your collar chain, and tugs on it roughly, which made you almost cough violently. He chuckled a little, and then his fingers traced towards your collar, as his eyes bored into yours.
“Maybe I need to fuck your mouth to teach you a lesson. Would you like that?”
You didn’t respond. You didn’t know how to respond to that, Fuck your mouth? Wouldn’t that feel painful? Especially for someone who hasn’t sucked a dick in their life until now..
Without even being able to answer, The Balladeer’s hands gripped on your collar, bringing you closer towards him as his erection slammed in your throat.
You yelped painfully at the sudden contact. Oh fuck, oh fuck.
Out of the small goodness of the man’s heart, he gave you a minute to get used to the position, your mouth basically cockwarming him, until his hands found itself around your collar again, quite gently if you do say so yourself…..weird.
He instead cupped your cheeks painfully, bringing your lips away from his erection. Just to thurst it in your mouth again.
“Take it well, and maybe i’ll let you cum,” he laughed.
You psychically weren’t ready for the pain your throat would feel from the repetitive rough thrusts of a huge cock shoving deep inside of your mouth.
“Mm…!” he groaned. “Such a…hah- such a good kitty, taking me so well,” his hand no longer was on your painful cheeks, but on your head helping your movements as you slurped around the pre-cum on his dick, sucking on it up and down, like a popsicle.
The feeling of your mouth, and cheeks, which are both equally sore made you feel…aroused. What the fuck? Your dick was fucking hard, waiting for some kind of attention. For some reason, it turned you on a lot by your mouth being used as a hole, in a way.
You moaned around Scaramouche’s cock, it felt so wrong…but yet so good. Being used like this. Like everything else of your body was worthless except your mouth.
Your slurps and sucking got so good to the point where Scaramouche…..Scaramouche started petting you like an animal. Like an actual cat. Holy shit, did you unlock a new talent?
“Goo- Mmf…good boy, such a good kitty f’me.” He moans loudly, his fingers running through your hair softly. You looked up at him with big, doe eyes, and whimpered at the sight of the attractive man above you with his eyes shut close, and him slightly biting the corner of his lip in pressure of what you’re doing to his cock. Oh how good you are, taking his cock so well.
“Want….Hah- want you to be my..new bitch.” He moans softly as he continues, “Would you like that (Name?)” His eyes are now open, with his fingers still massaging your scalp lovingly.
You moaned around him, as if to say “yes.” He let out a throaty laugh, and enjoyed the show you put on with your ass up in the air, along with the fake tail that was wagging side to side with your up and down movements.
Scaramouches hands made it’s way back on your collar, tugging it roughly and brought his cock even further down your throat, your eyes now close to his pubes.
“Gonna cum down your throat. You can take it, Doll. Right?”
You whined in answer, which satisifed him enough that he grinned.
His huge load of cum down your throat, and as the needy bitch you are, you swallowed it obediently and looked up at the man, dick still in your mouth, like a real kitty waiting on a reward from his owner.
Scaramouche let his soft cock out your warm made-fuckhole, and sighed in satisfaction for a few seconds.
Until he looked down at you.
“Let’s get you that reward,” he cooed, and patted his empty lap.
You stood up, even though your legs were so fucking swore, you obediently sat in his lap.
“Maybe i’ll fuck this little hole as well,” his fingers pressing circles towards your asshole, which made you shiver.
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