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Bad Girl

TW: degrading, spit play, breath play, oral sex (male receiving), impact play (light slapping), scratching/ little blood, biting (marking overall), dacraphilia (crying), deepthroating, throat bulge, praising

No names put in but it’s your fav and you, female!reader. That’s really it.

All characters aged up!!

"You're such a fucking brat, you know that?"

Tears stream down your face, lines of black mascara, now ruined, running down your cheeks. Your jaw is sore, still struggling to take his dick in your mouth, but your tongue runs along the shaft of his pretty cock, savoring the weight and taste of him in your mouth.

"Your slutty mouth can't take my dick, what makes you think your little pussy can, hm? I'm gonna have to force my way in again, aren't I? Make you take it again?"

He groans softly when you hum in response to his questions, running your tongue along the slit of his cock, the vibrations of your hums sending shivers down his spine.

“Shit, just like that. There we go, fucking whore. Sucking my dick like some cock-hungry bitch in heat.” He groans again when you hum around his dick, gathering your hair into a fist and thrusting into your mouth.

Your hands fly up to his thighs, digging your pretty nails into his thighs, leaving crescent shaped marks. Your eyes fill with tears as he uses your mouth like a fleshlight, drool and his precum dribbling from your plush lips, more tears now streaming down your cheeks.

His groans fill the room, strands of his hair stick to his sweaty forehead, his head is thrown back, but his hips never stop moving, thrusting into your mouth faster and faster.

Small bubbles of your spit pool in the corners of your mouth, your lipstick is ruined, smeared on both his pelvis where your lips meet each time he thrusts into your mouth and along his dick. His hands hold your head still, continuing to thrust in and out of your mouth, grunting and groaning when you swallow around his dick, coating it in more of your spit, and taking it deeper into your throat.

He throbs in your mouth, his thrusts becoming sloppy, the grip on your hair tightening enough to sting. “Fuck, perfect little mouth ya got. Should use it more often, eh? Shut you up when yer being a brat?” He grunts through gritted teeth when you swallow around him again, reaching down and softly gripping your neck, smirking when he feels the bulge of hims cock in your throat.

“That deep, huh? Imagine when I’m in your tight, little pussy.” He chuckles softly, throwing his head back and groaning when your nails dig into his thighs, thrusting a final time and spilling his load down your throat.

He keeps your head still, his thighs tensing beneath your hands, his abdomen flexing with each ragged breath he draws in, until he finally lets you go, pulling his dick out of your mouth. Your head spins, the lack of oxygen catching up to you as sit there, feeling a mix of your spit and his cum dribbling down your chin and neck.

And, because he’s a filthy bastard, he pushes you flat onto the bed, and drags his tongue up your collarbone, collecting that mix into his mouth. Groaning softly at the taste, he licks it all up slowly, sliding his tongue up and down your neck and across your collarbone.

When he’s done he pulls back, licking his lips and staring you down, his darkened, lust-filled eyes roam over your body, taking in the beautiful sight. “Such a pretty girl.”

“You’re my pretty girl, aren’t you?”

In a daze, you nod your head, your mind spinning at the sudden switch of degradation to praise, but the smirk he gives you makes the whiplash worth it. “Good. Gonna let me mark you up now? So everyone can see you’re my girl?”

He doesn’t wait for your response, he knows your answer already. Instead, he leans down to your neck again and begins sucking and licking different colored, different sized, marks all over your neck. Small whimpers and moans fall freely from your plush lips, feeling his teeth graze your pulse point before he bites down onto it.

Sinking his teeth into your flesh, then dragging his tongue along the imprints of his teeth. He bites more, his teeth leaving their mark on your pretty neck, his tongue dragging across those imprints, soothing the stinging sensation.

When’s he’s satisfied with the marks he’s left, he pulls back, examining you once more before smirking, “My pretty girl, looks even prettier with my marks.” He chuckles when you flush under his gaze, your cheeks burning in embarrassment.

He slowly drags his gaze lower, pumping his cock slowly when his eyes reach your drooling pussy. “God, she’s so pretty. Got such a pretty little pussy on ya, baby.” He slaps his leaking tip on your equally leaking pussy, chuckling at the wet slap slap slap sounds that emit.

He moves closer, hiking your legs over his waist, and resting his cock on your pelvis, tracing a line just above where his tip rests against your tummy. “Look baby, that’s where ‘m gonna be, ‘kay? Remember that.”

He leans back once more, swiping his tip through your folds, collecting your sticky essence, before he slowly starts pushing his way into you, groaning softly when you already start squeezing around him.

“Shit, come on sweetheart. Gotta loosen up for me yeah? I know you can do it, come on. Be a good girl and relax for me.”

He grins devilishly when your body begins to relax under him, finally being able to push his way into you fully, “Yeah, that’s it. Good girl.” He drawls out, accentuating his words with small, slow rolls of his hips.

He can see your pretty mind struggling to hold on, watching as you squirm and writhe under him, your cheeks flushed a pretty red, makeup all ruined, lips bruised and puffy, hickeys and bites all along your neck.

He thinks you look your prettiest like this, slowly succumbing to him, letting him take care of you like this, even if you were a brat sometimes.

Slowly he pulls his hips back, meticulously dragging his dick through your tight pussy, shivering when you clench around him, wanting to suck him back in.

He raises your hips, sliding a pillow underneath you, then slowly rolls his hips back into yours, groaning softly when your hands fly out and grip at his shoulders. He smirks handsomely down at you, the only warning you get, before he pulls your legs up around his waist higher, beginning to thrust into your drooling pussy quickly.

The pace he sets is perfect, his hips snapping against the backs of your thighs repeatedly, the lewd sounds of your drooling pussy and your pornographic moans filling the room. The tip of his cock brushing against the spongey spot inside you, is immaculate.

His hands are all over you, running along your thighs, squeezing your hips and waist, tugging softly at your perky nipples, licking and sucking on your tits, leaving more purple marks all over.

The pace he’s set makes your mind go blank, you swear you see stars, the way he’s fucking you never fails to make your senses go on overdrive. He’s everywhere, giving you so much yet not enough at the same time.

He leans down and captures your lips in a sloppy kiss, spit runs down the corners of your mouth when he slides his tongue in, exploring every inch of your mouth.

He kisses you for what feels like an eternity, only pulling away when he feels your hands grasping his biceps, a silent plea for air. And when he does break away, he rests his sweaty forehead on yours, panting softly as he drills into you faster, using his weight to cage you against the bed.

His hot breath fans across your face, breathing in your scent as well as letting you breathe in his. It’s messy, filthy, lewd— the way he’s fucking you now. Your legs pressed firmly against your chest, his heavy balls slapping against the curve of your ass repeatedly, loud squelching sounds of your drooling pussy echoing in the room.

You can feel your orgasm approaching quickly, the knot in your tummy growing more and more taut. He knows you’re close, the way your moans pitch and grow louder, the way your nails scratch at his back and shoulders, hard enough that small drops of blood run down his back, and the way your pussy clamps down around his dick.

“Gonna cum, pretty girl? Come on then, lemme see you cream all over my dick. You can do it, want some help? Is that what my girl needs? I gotchu baby, don’t worry.”

His thrusts become faster, harder, it’s too much for your little pussy to handle, but it’s not enough either, and he knows that. So, he reaches down and swipes over your clit, smearing your sticky mess all over the little bundle of nerves, and your orgasm hits you like a truck.

The moan that rips from you is more of a scream, your mouth falls open, curses and moans falling freely from your pretty lips, your body spasming violently as your orgasm crashes through you in waves. Your vision is white, you can feel your body slowly slumping against the bed, but a few light slaps across your cheek slowly bring you back.

“Hey, baby. Don’t go out on me just yet. I ain’t done with ya. ‘M gonna fill you up so damn good- hah shit. She likes that huh? She- fucking hell…. likes it when I talk about cumming inside? ‘Bout filling my pussy with cum, gonna empty my balls in you, beautiful.”

His thrusts become erratic, almost frantic. He’s hitting that sweet spot inside you, his thumb never stopping its ministrations on your clit. He’s throbbing, ready to empty his heavy balls into you, ready for you to milk him dry.

Ready to claim his pussy.

“Oh fuck yeah, ready gorgeous? Gonna take it all? Be my good girl and take all of my cum? Won’t waste a single drop, will you? Hah shit, ‘m cumming. Take it, fucking take it.”

And you do, you take all of it, every single drop of his milky white cum, so thick and hot inside you, painting your pretty pussy white. He moans, one low, drawn out moan, and you cum again. Gushing all over dick, a ring of your own cum around his dick, and he hisses through gritted teeth when your pussy clamps around him again.

“Fuck, good girl. You’re my good girl, you did so damn good.”

A smirk graces his handsome features once more as he looks down at your fucked out expression, his hair a mess, his chiseled body covered in a thin layer of sweat, his shoulders scratched up, giving you just a glimpse, an idea, of what his back might look like.

“Now, think your parents heard or can we go another round, sweetness?”

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I kinda see this with Eren or Dabi or Jean…..k bye.