hi!! i keep thinking about coyle, and how he would react to a kind reagent. someone sickeningly sweet and spineless. someone who refused to hurt him in trials and looked at him with something mixed with fear. a softness. he finally corners/catches the reagent after many trials and it turns nsfw.. i would love to see your interpretation!! it’s totally ok if this isn’t any interest to you. thank you so much <33
Woahoah I'll try my best anon, I'm very rusty with my writing but I'll give it a shot
NSFW + heavy non-con tw heavy it's Coyle to be fair
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He'd chase and you'd run that's about all you'd do. You lacked spine and luster in a way that intrigued and disgusted the coyle.
He'd first caught onto how sweet you were when he'd almost snagged you coming around a bookcase in the Courthouse you slammed straight into his chest.
"well hell there you are, tryin' ta make my job easy darlin' "
He cooed out and instead of slamming a bottle against his head or a brick like most did you screamed and ran away nearly falling through the door you'd shoved past
Leland was left stunned. He cocked up a eyebrow in surprise the glare of the lights flickering over the dull lenses on his sunglasses as he let a slow shit eating grin spread across his features as he realized he could have a little fun with you.
He kept coming after when he'd catch you in trials he liked watching you squeal and squirm around it hot him all hot and bothered every time he'd chase you around after he lost sight he'd palm his crotch letting a low bassy groan roll out his lips.
Sometimes he'd catch himself fantasizing about that look in your eyes when he'd almost get you that fear. God that fear. It drove him ill he'd pretend not to notice the softness because it had zero place in his world but it got him going anyway.
After an especially long chase he'd finally got you in a corner and he was beyond worked up, you could see the outline of him clear as day against his pants
"fuck, look what you did sweetness... Lookin' at me like that. You wanna be good and help me fix it.. shit I might let you go if you please me reeaaalll good"
That drawl was thick when he spoke he kicked your knee just right to make you drop down to yours Infront of him
For once he shoved that damn cattle prod aside he put against the desk he'd cornered you with and his gloved hand tugged briefly at your bottom lip with his thumb before finding the buckle of his belt with a soft click of metal it was out of your face.
"hope you're real good with that tongue it'd be a shame I'd have to fry such a pretty mouth"
He cooed and before you knew it his cock was in your face already hard and leaking at the tip, he forced his fingers into your mouth opening those pretty lips just enough before thrusting against the heat of your mouth with a rough grunt.
"fuck there we go.. knew that mouth was sweet like the rest of you.."
He interrupted himself with a grunt as he picked up his pace, fingers knotted in your hair
"too damn sweet to hit something that's tryin' to kill you darlin'... Too damn sweet to tell me no.. fuck.. keep it open."
He smacked your cheek and face a little when he thought you might bite down on him. He had quite a lot of endurance by the time he'd finally finished and sprayed your throat your jaw was aching and he grinned down at you.. then he smacked you upside the head with his cattle prod.
"too damn sweet to know I was lyin' about letting you go darlin' but hey if it turns ya on you were real good"
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Oh boy I hope this is good I'm not proof reading it LOL I was kinda figuring out how to write this hope you enjoy anon
