#sub!dex

he wouldn’t even be crying for any real reason, he just feels so good because he’s making you feel good. he is so eager to please you, he would do anything if you just ask. he worshiped the ground you walk on, the fact that someone like you gave him a chance? he didn’t know how he could have ever gotten this lucky.

you even wipe away his tears, “shhh baby, don’t cry, you’re doing so good” and it makes him whine and shake so hard you feel it shift the mattress.

when you finish he’s still teary eyed, hunched over you and looking like a lost puppy. “i did good, right? tell me i did good, please, you think im a good guy, right?”

You got the muscles and stamina and pure feral lust to ride any other man silly. But Dex is just so big and thick, that even when you're dripping, it's a struggle to take him without feeling like his dick has to bully itself into you.

You sink onto him and you can nearly feel him in your lungs. You gotta pause to get used to it, whispering at him to wait a second, making him whine with need.

You could sit still just like that. The lust has you torn, a part of you wanting to move while another is tempted to just settle down and relish the feeling of how deep he goes.

Oh, but you ride him. You ride him until he's a pathetic mess. But truth be told, you're not exactly any better. He's just so big and the drag is so perfect, you wanna melt into it.

After a while, you have to ask him to fuck up into you because you just can't, because you're too big for this, baby.

Deep down, he believes there is something wrong with him, something that makes him undeserving of love and kindness... especially from someone as perfect as you. So he begs you to start degrading him on the regular.

Calling him a pathetic pervert when he begs to go down on you.

Denying him to cum inside you, or maybe even on you. Siting he's not worthy, or acting like his cum would dirty you in some way.

Watching him meticulously clean the floor only to slowly approach him with a full glass of something too poor onto the floor he just cleaned. Maybe even poor it straight onto his head, then following it with a "missed a spot."

Degrading him about his 'voyeurism' (stalking) habits.

Making him cum in his pants by stepping on his crotch and degrading him... maybe even do it in public to further the humiliation.

Pulling his hair, or even dragging him by it while making him walk on all fours.

Slapping his face and spitting in his mouth, only to laugh at the sound he makes.

a/n: i reached out to one of my mutuals, fellow dex enthusiast @opheilia07, and received a suggestion. so i am writing sub!dex and feminisation :) i have never written smut before, and i didn't know what feminisation was before this. so this may suck :/ + balls is such a weird word??

dex would prefer not to do this after being beaten black and blue, covered in blood. so on a slow evening, he lets you pick out your favourite lace thong and puts it on for you.

the way it looks on him, his dense and toned muscles, is distinctly him. you're not sure you could link it back to anything you've ever seen before.

seeing him for the first time—wearing your lingerie, and his hands and knees the way he liked to fuck you, producing whimpers that sounded just barely deeper than yours—was a uniquely erotic experience.

let alone convincing him to let you peg him for the first time. whenever you had ogled his hips, the chiseled v-line teasing the rest of his lower body, you knew fucking him from behind would be the best thing you could ever do.

having one hand on his hip while the other roamed up and down his locker back, coaxing even more girlish moans from him.

you didn't even have to force him into it. when you pegged him, he knew better than to try and keep up his regular demeanour. besides, it felt good to let go and let you be in control for once.

when you could tell he was getting close (from his cries becoming breathier and higher in pitch as well as volume), you'd reach a hand around him and gently stroke his cock. tease the tip with your thumb, with every drag of your fist to the base, just graze his balls.

not long after he'd he coming ropes all over your hand and the bedsheets.

if you were feeling kind, you'd clean him up and cradle him to sleep after his orgasm wore him out.

other times you would pull the strap out of him and off your hips with such unceremonious haste that he knew what comes next is you forcing his heart between your legs until you got yours as well.

he cant control himself and his words, so "mama" slips out while he sucks on your nipple. and you dont even feel him try to fight when your hand slips down his pants to stroke his poor dick.

poor baby's so confused and disoriented. but all he can think of is his mommy and not the fact that this is wrong in so many ways.

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this was sooo yummy anon thank u for this !!

he's so loopy that he barely knows where he is, you're petting his hair and telling him "we can't, it's so wrong to do this," to make him feel like the perpetrator, all he can do is hum out a pathetic "sorry, mom, jus' want you" as he nuzzles into your chest. he's so hopeless, he just wanted to get better but he doesn't realize you're the one making him worse :(.

"you like it when i touch you there? huh?" you asked. he just moans in reply because the meds you gave him are just too much but he's convinced himself that you know what's good for him because it's your job to help him.