Working on a masky fic but my brain was consumed by this idea
Chubby!Streamer x Male!Bottom!Reader
Tags: Dubcon, Manhandling, Degradation, Rough Sex, Mirror Sex Technically, Filming
Synop: Your upstairs neighbours an annoying loudmouth streamer. You try to ignore how good he looks and he purposely pisses you off. He teaches you a lesson about banging on doors late at night.
A loud bang and a scream left you practically jumping out of your skin, rage flowing through you as you stared up at your roof with almost enough heat to melt through it. You hated that asshole. Your upstairs neighbour was a streamer and he was constantly live, constantly throwing controllers and slamming on his desk. You felt like he amped it up just to piss you off, the first time you had been rather polite to him despite the cockiness that coated him.
By the third time you had gritter teeth, a threat on the edge of your tongue as you almost banged his door down. He had opened the door, smirked at you and in the most snide tone you had ever heard spat out. "Piss off, princess." Slammed the door in your face and continued on. You could smell alcohol radiating off of him. You had found his stream a while back, he was entertaining, you couldn't deny it. You just wished it wasn't at your own expense.
He was larger than you, he had a bit of weight to him and you hated to admit that everything about him made butterflies rampage through you. "MOTHER FUCKERRR!" With that shout you threw the covers off, jumping up and storming towards your front door. You dashed up the stairs and started banging on his door. He took his sweet time in coming to you, opening the door and glaring at you. "You fucking dick. It's two am." Your voice was exasperated, pitching higher towards the end.
His face cracked and he smirked, looking you up and down. You were only in a long jumper and boxers, legs on full display as you chewed him out. He let out a dry laugh before roughly grabbing the collar of your shirt and dragging you into his flat. "W-what the fuck!" You yelped out, trying desperately to pull his wrists away. "That fuckin' mouth of yours never stops. It's about time I put those pretty lips of yours to use." Before you could stammer out a response he slammed his lips to yours, taking the chance to shove his tongue into your mouth. All you could do was whimper, his hands wrapping around your wrist and slamming them against the wall. You flexed your hands, brain reeling as you tried to comprehend what was happening.
He moved too fast, his presence dominating as he shoved you further into the wall. You whimpered when he bit your lip, his eyes glued to your face so he could take in every reaction. Finally he pulled back, leaving you gasping for air as you leaned against the wall with shaky legs. His dark eyes kept you pinned in place, allowing him to manhandle you. His fingers were rough, he played the guitar a lot and was rather good at it.
"You look so pretty when your mad, everytime you come here and all i can think about is bending you over and fucking that look off of your face. Im gonna fuck you up." His voice was low, whispering the last part as he looked you in the eye. His hands ran up under your shirt, scrapping his nails against your nipples causing you to yelp out. "Wai-" Your words were cut off with a moan, back arching as he grabbed at your cock. You felt like you had been swept into a tornado, you could smell his aftershave. He smelled like cinnamon and sweat, clearly he had just finished a session.
Suddenly he lifted you up, forcing you to cling to him. You let out a wet gasp against his neck, burying your face into his shoulder. "Should've known you just needed a good fuck, your ass is practically begging to be stuffed." You shook your head. "Y-you did this on purpose." You stated, chest heaving as his hands grabbed at your ass. His middle finger teased your rim, leaving your face burning bright red.
"And so what? It was the only way to get your attention." He dragged you over to his chair, sitting down and pulling you into his lap. "Y-you could have spoken to me!" You snapped, trying to get off of his lap. You could feel his cock pressing against you, you feel just how large and thick he was. "Wheres the fun in that? You're always alone. Probably gagging for it." You tried to deny his accusation, head shaking as you tried once more to get up.
He forced his lips back onto yours, almost bending you in half as he pressed you against his desk as he ground up against you. Your thighs burned, forced apart by his legs. You didn't know when you had started kissing back but you did, your tongue flicking against his. You whined into his mouth, he was addicted. The way he took complete control over you was almost enough to make you cum. You could taste smoke in his mouth, you could tell he smoked a lot of weed.
You felt like your brain had been cooked, you could barely focus on anything. You couldn't even remember why you had come. His hand came to the back of your neck, keeping you still as he pushed three fingers into your mouth. "Suck it, bitch." You hated the way his words went straight to your cock, that didn't stop your tongue from rolling over his fingers and getting them wet. He fucked your mouth with your fingers, eyes darkening with every gag he dragged out of you.
You felt your saliva drip down your chin, shivers wracking your body. He looked so cocky and confident, smirking as he leaned back. His dark hair was wild, he must run his hands through his hair a lot. He pulled his fingers from your mouth, hand shoving into your boxers and pushing two fingers into you.
"Sl-slo-slow down!" You cried out, arms locking around his shoulders as you buried your face into his neck. Your nails dug into his skin as your face scrunched up, head tilting back as you moaned. "You're gonna be a good boy and take what I give you. Maybe this'll teach you not to bang on doors so late at night." All you could do was choke on your whines, almost sobbing as he quickly fingered you open. You bit into his shoulder, muffled moans still spilling from your lips.
"S-son of a bitch." You whimpered out, mouth slack. You heard the sound of his mouse moving, clicking as he did something you couldn't see. You were about to question him when he pulled his fingers out, chuckling when you whined. "Got something much bigger for you, babe. Gonna stuff you full of this cock." His words went straight to yours, twitching against your stomach. He grabbed your ass to annunciate his words, dragging you close enough to reconnect your lips.
It was a sloppy kiss, your tongues swiping against each other. You ground down onto his cock, yearning for some friction. "Th-thats it, such a good boy for me. Bet you're gonna be so tight around my cock." He groaned out against your lips, biting your bottom lip and pulling it. "Fuh-fuck Thomas." You choked out, pupils blacking out your iris like an eclipse.
You pulled back, gasping as you looked at him. He had a cocky smirk, stubble apparent around his mouth. He had dark bags ringing his almost black eyes, he was also a toxic asshole. You had spent many nights listening to him hurl insults down his microphone, calling out other players for being 'absolute dog shit.'
By all accounts he was a dick, yet it turned you on. How cocky he was, he was bordering on an incel yet you found yourself ready to drop to your knees for him. You could see various hentai pictures on his walls, a couple figures dotted around his bookshelf. You knew he would be a pervert. He was so smug too, you knew he was damn good at games with an insane reaction time but the way he spoke to others could be deplorable.
Despite it all you were on his lap, desperately grinding down against his cock. "Ple-please fuck me." You finally begged. "Fuck me Thomas." He seemed to go wild after that, shoving you up and pulling down his stained sweatpants just enough for his thick cock to spring free. No wonder he was such a cocky asshole. He was well endowed. He opened a drawer and grabbed a bottle of lube out, watching you as he coated his cock. "Turn around."
You obeyed, jolting when he grabbed your hips and pulled you back. He rubbed the thick head of his cock against your hole, wrapping his free arm around your chest to keep you up. He teased you for a moment, his thumb toying with your nipple. "Please! Please, fuck!" You begged, the feeling of your rim being toyed with was driving you up the wall.
You were left speechless, breath stuck in your chest as he finally pushed into you. You knew it was going to hurt but you hadn't expected it to be this bad. He didn't stop either, shoving his cock as deep into you as he could. You let out a strangled noise when he finally bottomed out. He was rather gentle when he cupped your jaw, pointing your head towards the monitor.
"Smile, you're on camera." He whispered against your cheek, lips tickling you. Your eyes doubled once you finally noticed yourself on the monitor, you looked beyond fucked. Your hair was a mess and your face was red, thick tears rolling down your cheeks as you struggled to get used to having Thomas' cock in you. "Yoh-you can't." You whined, closing your eyes and trying to turn your head only to be stopped by Thomas' hand.
"D-don't worry. Just for me." He grinned, pulling you up and slamming you back down. You shouted his name, almost wailing as he made you ride him. "Shit. You looked s-so fucking pretty with my cock in you. Knew you'd be a good fuck." He suddenly leaned back and pulled you to his chest, his hand dragging one of your thighs up to your chest. You saw stars when he started fucking into you, the new angle causing your moans to come out in strangled chokes.
You finally collapsed, letting him use you as he pleased. "G-good boy." The praise went straight to your cock. The feeling of his cock sinking into you was mind numbing, harshly grinding against your prostate with every thrust. You could feel his soft stomach pressing against your back, his arms were thick and he easily could have easily done as he pleased with you. You supposed he did.
He wasn't afraid to moan into your ear, praising you and how tight you were. You could barely register his words, what you could register only pushed you closer to the edge. With another harsh slam you came, your cum shooting over your stomach and almost hitting your own face. It felt like fireworks had gone off in your mind, almost delirious with pleasure.
You threw your head against his shoulder, whimpering as he seemed to fuck you harder. You could tell by the grunts he let out that he was getting close.
He was surprised he hadn't came the moment your hole started spasming around his cock, it felt like you were trying to milk him. He couldn't believe his luck, he'd make sure he'd put your mouth to use next time. Maybe have you under his desk while he streamed. He couldn't deny he loved your ass, he couldn't tear his eyes away. He bit his lip as he watched your flesh jiggle with every slam of his hips, this was far better than he had ever dreamed.
He was glad he started to record this, he couldn't wait to watch it back and see your face as he pounded into you. He slammed you down, grinding into you as he came inside of you. You were boneless against him, body buzzing with electricity. "So pretty." He muttered, thumbs rubbing against the top of your thighs. He wrapped his arms around you, it felt surprisingly safe. You were too tired to ask him to pull out, you had the feeling he probably wouldn't anyway. You could feel his breathing slow down and deepen. It wasn't long before your own eyes closed and you fell asleep.
