Sub!Cameron Winter x Fem reader (puppy!Cameron if you squint) MDNI
Summary: Getting fucked on vocal rest (pwp)
tags: Cameron's pov, Orgasm denial, fdom, msub, hold the moan kinda, P in V implied unprotected, 744 words
My jaw is tense, any more pressure and I might chip a tooth, but my cheek is already bitten raw so I can't let up. An ugly marriage of hatred and shame burns under my skin, the kind of animal desperation a person only finds when the body is denied what it needs. She can see it on my face. Iâm glaring up at her, every bit of skin my fingers touch is red from the bruising pressure but I canât help it. Iâm close, Iâm so fucking close, been close for ages but sheâs toying with me and despite every obscenity screaming in my head I let her use me. No one else treats my body this way; I feel strain in every muscle as I buck my hips up into her heat. Iâm shuddering, fighting through waves of pleasure to chase the high pitched cries that fill the room every time I bottom out inside of her. Cum for me. Please. Fuck. feels good. Jesus, cum, need- cum please, let me, need, cum for me please. The edges of my vision have gone white, I can barely think coherently, slackjaw, head back, she covers my mouth before I make a sound.
"Donât" she warns with a roll of her hips that makes me want to bite down on her hand. I lick her instead, reveling in the salt of her skin and she wrinkles her nose at it. She wipes the saliva against my cheek like some disgusting thing but that same hand finds its way between her legs to rub her clit and it makes me salivate. My dick twitches inside of her thinking about my face between her legs. Let me taste you. My hand slides restlessly against her skin. Ride my face the way you ride this dick, fuck. Wanna make you feel as good as that hand feels. I can see her getting lost in it, and Iâm almost jealous. Her eyes close, brows furrowing as she grinds down against her hand in a way that does nothing for me. She doesn't fucking care, and I don't either. She has a way of moving that makes you desperate to be worth her time, and even now as I ache for release my body begs her to use it selfishly and she does, god she does. It makes my balls tighten and threaten to spill inside her but I'd rather die than ruin this so I shut my eyes and let her use me. She's close, I feel it, her movements growing erratic, hips twitching, gasping, falling forward to writhe against my body. When she finally cums around my length I choke back a groan. Every twitch of her pussy makes me hiss between my teeth and I pull her in for a kiss just to stop myself from saying anything. Her lips struggle to meet mine, the last waves of her orgasm shuddering through her body. She lays limp on top of me. It feels like forever before she acknowledges me again, her breath tickles my skin when she lets out a laugh like sheâs just remembered Iâm even here.
"Cam?" She whispers, giddy and placid. âYou didnât cum, did you?â I swallow the lump in my throat, tired, desperate, I shake my head. âYou wanna cum?â Just hearing her say it makes me twitch inside of her, I nod, happy to be an afterthought in the wake of her pleasure. "Do you?" She asks again, amused and she slowly, torturously, slides my still-hard cock out of her pussy. No, please, It feels like she's making fun of me. I open my eyes, slowly but thereâs nothing to look at but the blurry ceiling. Iâm close to tears. My fingers grasp at her sweat-slick skin, wandering every curve of her form. I can't help but slide my aching, wet cock against any part of her it can reach, begging with my body because I can't with my voice.
pleasepleasepleaseplease rings in my head but my tongue is fucking useless. Please let me cum, I wanna cum, please, need it so bad please please. Not a sound.
"Oh baby," she coos with half-hearted sympathy "Cameron". She cards her fingers through my hair. "Just tell me what you need, yeah? What do you need?"
I grab her tighter, it winds her a little, a snarky scoff escaping under her breath before she meant it to. A whine crawls out of my throat and she shushes me like a petulant dog while leaving careless bites across my neck. I hump into the air, fucking pathetic but what else is there to do. I could cry, the way I miss being inside her, too clouded with desperation to think about how to get off without her letting me fuck her again. I could hump the bed if I wanted, I could reach down and stroke myself, I could flip her over, take the reins, she'd let me, I know she would, but all I can think to do is curl up next to her and breathe in the scent of her skin. "Shh, I know. You want it so bad huh?â Iâm breathing heavy against her, a tear hits her skin and she canât hide the laugh in her voice. âOh,â she coos, drawn out with no pretense of empathy. âNext time, I promise. Next time." and I believe her.
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