#sub!loid

when loid opened his eyes, the only thing he saw was black.

he tried to remove the blindfold but realized he was stuck, his wrists tied together and ankles tied to chair legs.

"look who's finally awake. miss me, twilight?" a voice called out.

loid froze. he knew that voice. your voice.

he heard the sound of heels clacking on the floor draw ever closer, until they stopped. then he felt a weight on his lap.

straddling his lap, you took off his blindfold and smirked at him.

"y/n. what do you want?" loid spat out, still thrashing against his restraints.

leaning in you whispered in his ear, "you know exactly what i want, twilight. or should i say, loid?" you chuckled.

loid's eyes grew wide. how did you find out about operation strix?

"i have my ways, twilight. you know that."

you and twilight had an... interesting past. you had both worked for wise, rising up the ranks together and becoming the top agents. but you always had a unique way of doing things, a darker way. you had "gone too far" according to the higher ups, so you had left, taking your skills with you to do what the majority would call "evil". you didn't mind though. in fact, you took it in stride. being bad was more fun anyway. loid was almost about to follow you, but stayed in fear of his reputation at wise.

"to think i'd have the top spy in my lair, all tied up and at my mercy... if this is a dream, i don't wanna wake up," you said as you sank to your knees.

your nose brushed against his crotch, nuzzling what was inside. you could feel him getting harder, you realized excitedly.

"y-y/n, we can't- i can't, you've gotta let me go. plea- oh fuck," loid gasped out.

you had undone his zipper and freed his cock from his boxers. it was painfully hard, an angry red with a tip weeping of precum. drool-worthy for sure, you thought.

"still want me to let you go?" you asked, playing with his balls.

the only response you got was a moan.

"that's what i thought," you smiled, taking him in your mouth.

try as he might, loid couldn't help but buck deeper into your throat. you took it in stride, feeling every vein of his shaft and giving extra attention to the tip.

it felt so wrong, knowing that his "wife" and "daughter" were out there, unaware that he was falling victim to your poison. but in an even more sick way, it felt good. he was sick of having to put up a face all the time, with you, he could be honest. if he tried to conceal anything, you would see through it anyway, he figured.

so he let himself fall.

it was a lovely sight to watch, an agent of "good" be brought down.

"i-i can't, y/n! 'm gonna cum! i-" he cried out.

you gave him a look, one that he took as a sign of permission. his warm cum filled your mouth, sweet and a little salty. you took care to swallow it all. removing yourself from him, he started to whine out in protest.

putting a finger to his lips, you said, "i'll make use of your mouth another time. be sure of it."

by this point, you were dripping. all the excitement and lust went straight to your core and you knew just what to do to fix it.

straddling his lap again, you took his hand and guided him to your wetness.

"feel that, mr. forger? you did this. looks like i'll have to take matter into my own hands and fix my problem. what do you think?" you questioned, looking down at him.

his eyes were clouded over, gazing into your eyes and traveling down to your pussy. you yanked his hair, forcing him to look at you once more.

"sorry? i didn't hear that. i said ‘do you feel it?’” you growled.

“agh! yes, yes, i feel it. feels so nice and warm, wanna be inside you s’bad,” he slurred.

you helped collect enough of your slick on his hand and brought it to his lips.

“say ‘ah’,” you cooed, watching him eagerly clean his fingers of your essence. “just a taste of what’ll happen next time,” you wink.

you grab his cock and line it up with your entrance, teasing him by running the head up and down your slit. a choked plea escapes his lips.

that’s when you sink down hard.

of all the many sexual encounters he’d had(for his missions of course), loid had never felt anything like this. your gummy walls held him so perfectly tight, warm and wet inside. the lewd noises coming from the act made you both shiver in delight.

you began a brutal pace, watching loid’s face contort again.

“you feel divine, twilight. i want you to fill me up with your cum. can you do that for me?” you asked, voice a bit shaky from pleasure.

“yes! f-fuck, yes. i’ll fill you up so good, you can have all my cum,” he moaned out.

he thought it wasn’t possible for you to go faster, but you did. always a surprise from you, he thought. with each passing squelch and thrust, the closer he got to filling your hole with his seed. moments later, he did exactly that.

with a drawn out groan, you felt long, warm hot ropes of cum fill your insides. a white ring had formed around his base, trickling onto his balls. you had also reached your peak, your juices mixing with his. sighing, you carded your fingers through his hair.

“i’ve gotta say, i love this look on you. all fucked out and dirty. it’s a nice change from ‘mr. put together’, wouldn’t you agree?” you smile.

he nods, smiling wistfully up at you. his hearts pangs knowing he has to leave, for his mission, he reminds himself. no matter how far gone w.i.s.e considers you to be, loid knows you’re not a monster. you’ll let him go, for now at least.

unbinding him, you give a him a once over and move over to stand behind him, whispering in his ear.

“don’t worry, darling. when i want you again, i’ll have you. you’re my little plaything, remember?” you say, drawing his hips towards yours and splaying your hands on his chest possessively.