Beatrix Sakamaki’s Single Fan

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Sweet Pain

Azusa Mukami x Dom Female Reader

NSFW, Mommy Kink, Pet Play, Brat Taming, Masochism, Knife Play

The afternoon sun was filtering through the dusty windows of the Mukami manor, casting long, golden beams across the floorboards. You were sitting in your favorite armchair, a book in your lap, when the door creaked open.

Azusa shuffled in. He looked smaller than usual, his posture slumped, his cheeks flushed with a heat that wasn't entirely from the sun. He was carrying a tray with a single cup of tea, his movements hesitant and careful.

"You're late," you said, not looking up from your book. Your voice was soft, but it carried a weight that made Azusa pause in the doorway.

"I'm.... sorry,...miss....eve" he whispered, his voice trembling slightly. "I... I was...distracted."

"Distracted by what, Azusa?" You closed your book, finally looking up at him. Your eyes were sharp, analyzing him. "You're sweating. Your hands are shaking. You smell like... fear?"

Azusa lowered his gaze, his lips parting to speak, but he couldn't find the words. He knew you could see right through him. He knew you could see the desire burning in his eyes, a desire he was terrified to voice.

You stood up, your movements fluid and graceful. You walked over to him, your hand reaching out to cup his cheek. His skin was hot, his pulse racing under your fingertips.

"You're a brat, Azusa," you said, your thumb stroking his bottom lip. "You want me to punish you. Don't you?"

Azusa’s eyes widened. He couldn't deny it. "Yes... please," he breathed out. "I want to be... punished."

You didn't say a word. Instead, you led him to your bedroom. The room was dimly lit, the air thick with the scent of vanilla and something metallic—the smell of your favorite perfume.

You sat on the edge of the bed, patting your lap. "Come here, Azusa. Show me what you want." Azusa hesitated for a moment, then climbed onto the bed and straddled your lap. He buried his face in your neck, inhaling your scent deeply, his body trembling with excitement and fear.

You wrapped your arms around his waist, pulling him closer. Your fingers dug into his hips, his skin soft and warm under your touch. You could feel his heart beating against your chest, a frantic rhythm that matched your own.

"Good boy," you cooed, your voice dropping an octave. "You're so good for me."

Azusa let out a soft moan, his body relaxing slightly, but his grip on your shoulders tightened. He needed this. He needed to be held, to be controlled, to be told what to do.

You ran your hand down his back, his spine curving slightly as he leaned into your touch. "You're so pretty when you're being used by me," you whispered, your lips brushing against his ear. "Your body is mine. Every inch of it. And I can do whatever I want with it."

Azusa’s eyes rolled back, his mouth falling open in a silent scream. He was completely under your control. He was yours. You pulled away slightly, but kept your hand on his back. "Now, Azusa, you have to show me how much you love me. How much you want to be mine."

You reached for a knife from the bedside table—a small, silver dagger with a curved blade. You ran the cold metal along his cheek, tracing the line of his jaw. Azusa shivered, his eyes widening in anticipation. "You're mine," you whispered, pressing the blade gently against his skin, just enough to draw a thin line of blood. "You're mine. Forever."

Azusa let out a ragged breath, his eyes fixed on yours. "Yes... I'm yours.... I'm yours."

You cleaned the small cut with a soft cloth, pressing it gently to stop the bleeding. Azusa was panting, his body flushed, his eyes glazed over with a mixture of pleasure and pain.

"You did so well," you said, your voice soft and soothing. "You're such a good boy."

Azusa leaned into your touch, his face nuzzling into your palm. He closed his on his eyes, letting the afterglow wash over him. He felt safe. He felt loved. He felt like he belonged to you.

Sigh, I went back to my roots again. A little shitpost because I'm sick right now, sadly postponing my fic writing.