Lux

and then just keep going, harder and faster, rougher and more abusive. your pussy would probably be so wet–just, like, soaking wet, y'know. until you're eventually whining about how much you love when your little pussy gets raped. you'd be crying so hard and you'd just get even worse when you realize i'm getting closer snd not wearing a condom. and your body is just so fucking loud between the wet sloppy slaps and squelches from your cunt and all the crying and begging and bitching you're doing with your mouth.

C/W: Rape

FUCK you're tight. Oh god, oh god, I'm really, so fucking sorry but I... I really thought you would have forgiven me. No, I'm not insane, fuck... I just... I just really needed this. I so badly needed to sink my cock into this tight, wet cunt of yours. I wanted to slam my balls against it as I stretched you out and claimed you. Marked you with my fucking cum like you're just a toy for me.

And honestly? I figured you'd just let it go... Fuck... fuckfuckfuck... is that gross of me? Ugh, stop crying. You're gonna make me cum if you look at me like that. Shit, your eyes look so much prettier when you're tearing up, ugh. I knew you'd hate me for a few days. I knew you'd put up this strong front of never wanting to talk to me again but... but I also knew I could get you to cave and forgive me.

I was going to... oh shit, shit, shit, you're going to make me cum like that, holy fuck, stop clenching so hard on my cock like that, you filthy little rapebait fucktoy. I was going to convince you that it was a mistake or that I'd lost my mind for a moment. That I'm actually a good guy that'd never do this...

Ugh, even while my balls are slapping against you now, even while my head's filled with boiling fucking blood, I still think that's such a stupid excuse. I'm a good guy that'd never rape and force myself into any hole... except you. The perfect gentleman except when it came to you. And it still would have worked on you.

God, look at that, baby. Look at hard you've made my fucking cock. Ugh, I figured you'd be grateful for the attention. I thought you'd enjoy being used like a fucking fleshlight by a man. Honestly, you should be thanking me for giving you some purpose in life.

Oh my god, I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum. Fuck, I'm going to pull out and cum in your mouth now, okay? No, it's okay, you'll do it. No, you won't hate me forever. Fuck. You're going to take my cock down your throat and drink up every last fucking drop. I don't give two shits how much you're going cry and scream afterwards but in a few days, you'll get over this and let me do this to you again.

Waking up in the middle of the night. I'm holding my boy against me, my chest against his back, my arms loosely wrapped around him. He's sound asleep and breathing softly, so fucking adorable. I can't really hold myself back.

One of my hands moves to grope him anywhere I can reach, pulling him impossibly closer, while the other teases just under the waistband of his boxers. I can already feel him squirming. He's such a needy boy even in his sleep. My hand slips under his waistband. His thighs push together as my thumb rubs at his inner thigh. His breathing is faster too.

I finally give in, my fingers shifting to feel how wet he is. I plant gentle kisses on his neck as my fingers rub at him in slow circles. I swear I feel myself throbbing as I hear him make a little noise. I start grinding against his ass, I can't hold it when he sounds so sweet. I slip a couple of fingers into him, trying to match the pace of the messy thrusts of my hips.

His moans turn more urgent, I assume he's starting to wake up, but it's not like I care. I just coo at him to stay still. I need this. Besides, it feels good, no? My thumb rubs at his swollen cock while I curl my fingers deep inside his cunt. I bet he wants me to fuck him properly. I remove my hands from him, shuddering as I hear him whine at the loss. I move to rummage through the night drawer, getting myself ready hastily.

I move him onto his back, a little rougher than necessary. I pull his boxers down and out of the way before firmly spreading his thighs apart. At this point I can see him stare up at me, dazed and confused. Poor puppy. Oh well. I practically slam into him, starting out with already urgent thrusts. He tries to grab at me, so I grip his wrists. I move his hands to literally choke himself, my hands staying firmly on top of his. His moans slowly get quieter as his eyes get unfocused, yet his cunt clenches around me like he's starving for it.

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