sofcore slowburn

and once they're both panting, the top's fingers rubbing lazy circles against the boy's hips as their virile seed seeps out of his deliciously abused cunt, they pull him back against their hips and lean down to murmur against his neck

When I want you, I will take you.

I'll strip you down until you're wearing nothing but your collar. I'll cut your clothes off if I have to. I'll bend you over a table and force you to take me from behind, or maybe I'll spread your legs and make you look at me while I violate you. Maybe I'll just grope you. Squeeze your breasts, smack your ass, and rub between your legs so anybody nearby can hear the pretty sounds you make when you're played with.

You can cry and beg and plead for me to stop all you want. You're my toy and I'll use you how I feel like it. That's what you wanted, isn't it? To be my little whore to use and abuse?

No? Oh well, it doesn't matter what you want anymore.

"good puppy. you're such a handsome boy." he cups my cheek in his hand. "aren't you?"

"im so glad we didnt get you fixed pup." he rides me harder. "you're going to give me so many puppies." and i whine high pitched like a dog

"just think of how pretty our puppies are going to be with you as the father." he traces a finger at my jaw.

i pant while he grinds himself onto my knot. "you gonna let me take the knot? good boy." while he makes the knot slip inside him.

“That’s it puppy, right there. Fuck. Your puppy cock makes master feel so good. Good boy.” As master moans and groans while their dog grinds against them like they’re in heat, unable to stop their hips from moving sloppily.