#sub dio

“Look at me when I’m speaking to you, mutt.”

Your voice was sharp— like you had lashed him across the cheek with a whip. Dio let out a shaky sigh and lifted his head slowly, it was hard to even keep eye contact with you. He swallowed thickly and furrowed his brows, glaring, in attempt to defy your authority. As if he had any power in this position anyways, on his knees with his hands tied behind his back, a beautifully custom made collar snug around his neck with the leash in your hand.

“Oh, don’t give me that look. You’re the one who asked for it, remember? Misbehaving is what gets you stuck in this position, love.”

Your voice was so sickly sweet, it made him so much angrier than he already was. But that anger was quickly thrown away as you pressed the heel of your foot against his crotch, digging in a bit. Dio couldn’t help but let out a startled gasp, a broken moan soon following after as he slumped over your leg. He shifted his hips up into your foot, his cock straining against those expensive black leather pants he liked so much. It was sure to get ruined now. But it was cute, seeing him so vulnerable like this. You ground your foot against his dick again, this time a lot harder than before. He was shaking now— his face pressed up against your inner thigh, drooling all over your pants.

“See? Look at you. You’re nothing but a dog, a bitch in heat. You want my attention so bad that you had to slut yourself out- in front of your little servants at that! How pathetic is that, huh?”

Dio felt like he was on fire, he couldn’t believe what his hearing. He couldn’t believe that he, THE DIO, the strongest stand user of them all, was reduced to a moaning, shaking mess on his knees to some human on his own throne. He couldn’t believe it at all. He could stop time and drink you dry of all your blood, kill you immediately… but he doesn’t. Dio sits there and take it. Because you’re his God, nothing less. So he would take you stepping all over his pretty cock even if it meant having a sliver of your attention. Dio looks back up at you again, crimson eyes welling up with tears, his lips falling open but not a word coming out. You leaned your head to the side, clicking your tongue. “What’s wrong, beloved? You look a bit sad.”

Dio can do nothing but stay quiet. You frown and tug harshly on the leash, effectively choking him and a warbled whine arose from the vampire’s throat. It forced his face into your crotch, he had to stop himself from mouthing at your cock— lest he want this punishment to go any longer. “Speak up, mutt. I’m not a mind reader, so I can’t possibly know what’s upsetting you, darling.” Those pet names were going to be the death of him, he knows it. Dio swallowed thickly and laid his head against your thigh instead, crooning slightly when he felt you run your fingers through his golden locks, lightly tugging on them. This finally gave him the courage to speak up a little bit.

“‘m… ‘m sorry… p-please…”

You tilted your head to the side and lightly chuckled, gently rubbing your foot over his cock again, “Oh, Dio, gorgeous boy… an apology isn’t going to suffice. You have to prove yourself to me, can you do that?” You cooed softly, eyes twinkling in delight as Dio immediately sat up as much as he could and nodded, his voice cracking as he whispered, “…yes! Anything, anything for you!” He was crying now, tears streaming down his red, flushed cheeks as he stared up at you— your most devoted follower. You knew it had been the right choice to choose this one.

“Good. If you behave for me, I’ll let you feed off of me tonight. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, mutt?”

Once again, Dio nodded, licking his lips at the thought of your cock and blood down his throat. You were such a forgiving master, weren’t you? You finally lifted your foot off of his cock and tugged hard at his collar again, forcing him up so he could sit on your thigh. His jaw dropped in a silent moan when his dick pressed against your leg. He looked to you with those teary eyes again and you hummed under your breath, grabbing his hips and pulling him close. He was so much bigger than you, you couldn’t help but find it amusing to see him so… weak. Gorgeous.

“If you cum by just riding my thigh, perhap we can discuss cutting your punishment short. Look at me, spoiling your undeserving, selfish ass. You must be quite happy right now, aren’t you?”

Your harsh words only made him harder. “Yes, [Y/N].”

“Ah-ah, that’s not my name, darling.” You tsked, looking a little disappointed in him right now. Dio bit his tongue, having to swallow his now nonexistent pride to fuel your own as he whispered under his breath, “Y-yes, master.” That earned him a smile and extra friction to his aching cock as you lifted your thigh up a bit. He immediately threw his head back, the smudged lipstick on his neck even more visible now. “Oh- oh fuck-“ There was a low hiss right after, as he began rutting his hips against your thigh. You held your hands steady on his hips so he wouldn’t fall off— and so that you had a good look at his face as it twisted in pleasure. He could be such a good boy if he wanted to be. “O-oh gods, thank you- t-thank you so much, master…” He whispered harshly against your shoulder, his fangs scraping against your skin. You shook your head in amusement and let the vampire ride out his arousal instead—

The night is young after all.

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