PEGGING ZEN PLS
#pegprettyboys2021
warnings: degradation but very slight, finger sucking and cum swallowing, implied fem reader with the use of a strap, but no gendered terms
wc: 1,159 (i... went overboard ok)
nsfw warning under the cut!
The second you heard the soft moans and whimpers of your name falling from Zen’s lips as your strap disappeared inside of him, you knew you were addicted to hearing these noises from him. Zen was never the same person when he let you take control; he was shy and timid and not the same dominant Zen. Getting him to break down and submit to you was a fight, but you had more patience than you would ever admit, especially when in the end you get to see something as beautiful as the man underneath you begging for you to thrust into him harder and faster.
“I want to feel you, please. Give me everything…” He mumbled out, his breath hitching as he spoke at a particularly hard thrust of your hips towards him.
Your hand instantly slid down from his hips to grip onto his thighs, lifting his legs up more to encourage him to tighten his legs around your waist. With the new angle he gave you, your hips had more reach to thrust into him deeper just like he had begged for. Within seconds Zen was a squirming and moaning mess underneath you, any of his thoughts coming out in mumbled sentences that made no sense to you. But to you, any sound that he made was beautiful when you were the one getting these reactions out of him.
“God, Zen. You’re perfect. Look at you, taking my strap like the whore that we both know you are.” You growled out your words as you leaned down towards him, biting at a dark purple hickey he already had on his collarbone.
You sat back up to watch him closely, a small hum coming from you before you slowly pulled out of Zen. He let out a loud groan at the emptiness that followed when you pulled away, looking up at you with wide eyes and a desperate look on his face. You spoke no words to him as you laid yourself down on your back on the bed, raising an eyebrow at the look of confusion on his face.
“I know you love to put on a show, so why don’t you do that now?” You gave your thighs a small pat, an indicator to Zen that you wanted him to ride you. You knew you needed no words to get what you wanted out of him, with how much he had been begging for you to please him all night he wouldn’t waste any time.
The look on Zen’s face went from one of confusion to enthusiasm as he took his place straddling your hips, his hand wrapped around your strap as he lowered himself down onto you. Your hands found their place lightly resting on his hips, giving him a small squeeze when he started rolling his hips against yours. You were patient with his slow pace for just a few moments before you tightened your grip on his hips to start thrusting your hips up into him at a faster pace.
“I never said you could take your time, did I?” You punctuated your sentence with a particularly harsh thrust of your hips, smiling to yourself when you heard the loud moan fall from his lips. “Now, get to work or I won’t let you cum tonight.”
The threat of not getting his release was enough for him to pick up the pace of his hips against you, his hands resting on the bed below you to give him leverage. His eyes were half-open before they shut completely while he moaned out your name, only opening his eyes when he leaned down to rest his forehead against yours. Your grip on his hips helped you guide the motion of his movements, lifting his hips and pushing them back down when you felt his speed wasn’t fast enough for your liking.
“Sit up, Zen. I want to see all of you while you ride me.” Your hands went from his hips to his shoulders to nudge him up.
He listened quickly, leaning back to rest his hands on your thighs as he rode you to give you a full view of all of him while he moved. He wasn’t expecting the new position to bring a new pleasure with how deep your strap was reaching inside of him, but for a few seconds he was whimpering and his thighs were shaking. You could feel his nails digging into your thighs, the pain of it bringing you pleasure on top of the sight of Zen riding you. You knew he was close to his climax just from the shakiness of his breath and his more frequent moans of your names.
“You want to cum, don’t you Zen? Tell me how badly you want to cum and I’ll let you.” Your hand wrapped around his cock, your fingers slowly working against his length as you watched Zen closely.
“God, yes. I want to cum so badly, please. I feel so good all because of you, please let me cum.” His words came out quickly and desperately, eyes wide as he looked down at you to plead with you.
With a not of your head and the quickened pace of your hand against him, Zen started bouncing on your strap faster to reach his climax as quickly as he possibly could. He was more sensitive to touch when he was close to his orgasm and you knew this, so when your free hand came up to massage his balls it was no surprise that he instantly came and your hand and chest were covered in his cum in seconds.
“Such a messy boy,” you hummed out, smiling as you watched his hips slow down as he rode out his high, “but you’re so, so pretty like this.”
Your clean hand ran through his hair, pushing some strands back behind his ear. Your fingers that were covered in his cum tapped against his bottom lip, smiling to yourself as he welcomed the digits into his mouth eagerly to clean them off. Once Zen was satisfied they were cleaned off, he pulled away and your fingers were removed from his mouth with a loud pop. You watched Zen closely as he lifted his hips to guide your strap out of him, your eyebrow raising in confusion as he shifted down on the bed.
“Let me clean you up before you take care of me.” He whispered out softly, trailing his tongue against your stomach and chest to clean up his cum off of you.
You groaned as you watched him, shaking your head with a smile on your face. “You are completely insatiable, Zen. But I love you” Your voice was softer as you caressed his cheek with your fingers.
“I love you, but now I’m seeing a round two in our immediate future.” He spoke with a smug smirk, giving the skin of your hip a soft bite.
