good evening i've been um.,,.,. Thinking about GP!Momo lately...
CW: degradation, light bdsm (Momo slaps R, has control over her but it’s CONSENSUAL)
The bed shakes as Momo plows into you, her favorite little stress reliever. She’s been extra vocal in bed this time and it only sends you further and further into subspace. “You’re so pathetic,” she says with a grunt, greedily stuffing more of her cock inside you. “Look how wet your pussy got for me after I called you stupid. Do you really like that?” She notices you looking at her breasts instead of her eyes and promptly slaps the side of your face, making you look up at her with a moan.
“Dumb little slut, is my body that distracting to you?” Momo’s voice is a mix of honey and venom and your cheek burns as you watch her lips move. “Can’t even answer me when you’re being fucked, huh? At least you take my cock well.”
Her words sink deeply into your head. You relish being degraded like this, talked down to and humiliated until your body and mind are free range for Momo to wreak havoc on. Your eyes are hooded, your mouth open. Her cock fills you so deeply, it takes almost all of your energy just to keep your eyes on her and pant with each of her thrusts.
“That’s it, baby,” she coos, one hand moving closer to grip your throat lightly. “Keep that pretty little head nice and empty for me. No need to try and think-- I know you can’t. Not when your sweet little cunt is being filled, right? I’ll do all the thinking for you.”
Both of you pant heavily, sweat forming across both of your brows. Your pussy clenches around her length eagerly, and Momo laughs at the lewd squelching sounds.
“Damn, baby,” she says with an amused huff. “You really like this? Maybe next time I should offer you to Jihyo first if you wanna be used so badly.” You look up at her and her hand around your neck loosens for a moment. She meets your gaze readily, challenging you to call her bluff.
Except, you realize, she really means it. And you’d let her.
You nod a little, making her smirk.
“Oh, now you can respond?” she says, gritting her teeth. Her hand finds its place around your throat again, gripping a little tighter this time. “God, you’d really let me share you with anyone as long as they’d breed you, huh? You’re really fucking filthy, aren’t you?”
Her pace is merciless now and you cry out, scrabbling to grab onto her, any part of her for some support. Your hands claw at her back and arms but by this point it’s nearly useless– you were both about to reach your peaks.
“Don't forget, you easy little whore,” Momo leans down to purr in your ear, “No matter who I let touch you… you belong to me.”
Your jaw drops, but no sound comes out. It’s enough to send you both over the edge– knowing that not only would you let Momo say the most degrading things to you again, but she would let you be passed off to one of her friends like the toy you so badly wanted to be.
You come at the same time. She’s surprised since you usually come after her, but it adds even more to both of your pleasure and she shudders a little, spilling into you with a sharp exhale.
Momo thrusts a few more times into you, wanting to make sure you're nice and bred before she finally starts to come down a bit from her high. She peers down at you, making sure you’re okay while the two of you are still connected at the hips. It’s that tiny slip— that microsecond of tenderness while she’s still in a more dominant headspace that flips a switch in you, making you a little more desperate suddenly.
As Momo catches her breath, you whine a little, moving your hips with her still inside you.
“Baby?” She watches your hips start to find their own rhythm as you work fervently to grind down on her. Her cock was still hard but sensitive; she wasn’t quite ready to go again.
“N-need more,” you whine pathetically, finally finding your voice as you started to fuck yourself on her cock.
“Fuck,” Momo replies, sucking in her breath. She watches as you begin to mewl, desperate for stimulation, and some of her sensitivity subsides. She still couldn’t fuck you, but she hums from the pleasure of you working yourself around her cock. “You’re unbelievable,” she says, her tone cruel as ever. “You just came and already need more? Cock-hungry slut.”
You can only nod and whine, reaching for her. She denies you of being able to hold onto her, instead taking your hands and pinning them down to the side of the bed. “Ah, ah," she says. "You wanna come so bad? Keep riding.” Momo watches in satisfactory amusement while you do just that, working yourself back up to the edge of another orgasm.
It doesn’t take long at all. Your body is incredibly sensitive like hers and it's borderline overwhelming, but you can’t stop. Momo lets out a low moan, watching you intently. Her gaze makes you feel small and exposed as she watches you squirm and whine, your hips gyrating and thrusting desperately while you rub away at your soaked clit.
“Go on baby,” she purrs, seeing your own slick start to drip down your fingers. “Come on my cock again, I know you want to.”
It’s as close as you’ve ever gotten to coming on command. Your breath hitches and you gush around her length, trembling and gasping. Momo, feeling you clench around her cock, bites back a moan. She’s ready to have at you again but holds back, releasing your hands from being held down and leaning in to kiss your sweaty forehead instead.
She brushes her hand against your cheek lightly, admiring the redness from her earlier slap and you relax into her touch. When you’re finally able to, you sit up a bit and Momo slides out of you slowly. Your cum runs down her stiff cock, making her dick twitch with want as she watches a mix of both of your cum leak out of you. You’ve made a mess on the sheets again, but Momo never minds cleaning you up (or the sheets).
The two of you sit back together for a minute or so, and then Momo helps you stand. You wobble unsteadily on your feet, barely able to speak. In lieu of your voice, you plant appreciative kisses along her cheek and neck, making Momo laugh lightly.
“Baby,” she says, gripping your ass in her hand. “You’ve been so good and I understand if you’re too tired…but if I hold you up, do you think you could take me once more in the shower?”
Your eyes light up immediately. “Yes,” you breathe eagerly. You will your tired body to lead the way for her, but she holds onto your arm, slowing you down so you won’t fall on shaky legs. “Easy, jagi,” she murmurs, a smile at the corner of her lips. “One more time and then we’ll clean you up and get some rest, yeah?”
