Turning Tables
When a thief sneaks in to steal from the princess, he finds himself attracted by another prize. Or, he fucks you while you're sleeping but then you 'turn the tables' on him. Get it?
Contains: somnophilia, dubcon (both ways), creampie, overstimulation, character unspecified, female reader, eventual dom!reader if you're patient, princess reader, concubines mentioned, afab genetalia for reader, written in a horny haze as soon as i woke up, no beta we die like my sanity
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As the princess of a far off, untitled kingdom, it wasn't often you were able to rest so early in the evening.
So used to the usual banquets, meetings, and balls, it came as a bit of a surprise when you find yourself alone in your room, with no maids to attend you and no responsibilities for the rest of the evening.
A rather welcome surprise.
Dusk had fallen not merely an hour ago, but you quickly ready yourself for a peaceful, full night of rest that you haven't experienced in weeks.
Lights off, soft sheets on, and only the moonlight to keep you company.
For once, it isn't long before you drift of.
He shouldn't be here.
That much is obvious, at least, to every thief.
But as he slips through the window without a sound, he realizes he really shouldn't be here.
This is your room, the princess.
Your body laying under the covers which tastefully outline your curves says that much.
Not that he knows you. Well, everyone knows you, he supposes. The eldest princess, first in line for the thrown. Your beauty and kindness are renowned throughout the land, though it was also said that you seldom left the castle grounds.
And now, here he was. Supposed to be focused on breaking away with as many valuables as he could successfully manage, while really just taking in the princess he had never been lucky enough to lay eyes upon.
He doesn't know how long he's stood there, just looking at you, when you shift slightly, a quiet sigh slipping through your lips.
Before he's consciously aware of his body's movements, the mattress dips beneath his weight as he slowly crawls towards you.
He finds himself holding his breath. Up close, the moonlight bounces off your skin, which is mostly hidden by the soft sheets. That won't do.
A hand comes up to draw the blankets back. Peeling the edge of the sheet down, his breath catches in his throat. Your body is completely bare under the sheets. He hurriedly pulls away the rest. This is wrong, more wrong than anything he's done in his whole miserable life of thieving.
But god, he'd never wanted anything in his life more than he needs you now.
Your body is soft and pliant as he removes the rest of the sheets, your warmth seeping into the surrounding air.
He hesitates for barely a second before bringing his hand to cup your breast, gently rolling the nipple in his rough fingertips.
You release another sigh, still in the depths of sleep.
His fingers trail lower. Brushing down your stomach, taking a detour down and up your inner thigh, before resting at your entrance.
So dirty, he berates himself, that he's performing an action so abhorrent.
It only makes his cock harder.
Rubbing at your slit, while his other hand moves to toy with your clit, you start to become slick. A soft whimper escapes your lips as he pushes a thick finger in, your walls clenching down on him.
"So tight…." He murmurs, fingering you slow and deep.
Your hips shift as you meet his thrusts vaguely, still no closer to waking than you were.
He can't take it any longer. Slipping his trousers off, he strokes himself as he fits another finger into you. Scissoring deep in your warmth, he strokes himself off with his other hand, spreading his quickly gathering pre from the tip. His low grunts occasionally fill the room, and after enduring the wait for far longer than he wanted to, he slipped his fingers out.
Further lubing his length with slick covered fingers, he brings his blunt tip to your slick entrance.
"So fuckin' good for me," he groans as he breaches your entrance.
You let out a whimper at the size, though your eyes remain shut.
He groans deep, rough thumb rubbing at your clit to make the access smoother. Your tight walls grip him ruthlessly, milking his cock nice and hard.
Not many could say they got to fuck the princess, he thinks with a huffed laugh, bottoming out. He can barely make himself pause, pulling out a few inches and shoving himself back in.
Your whines and moans are only a distraction that could alert someone of his presence. He rests a finger on your tongue, watching your mouth close around it and muffle your sounds at least slightly.
That's quickly pushed to the back of his mind as you tighten around him, his ministrations against your clit paying off.
He doesn't think he can hold it much longer now.
As thrusts begin to speed up, he pays less and less attention to your face. He tilts his head back, eyes closed, as he spurts hot cum into your pussy.
Continuing as he rides his high, he doesn't see your eyes open or your arms moving. Doesn't notice anything until you've used his distracted and weak state to flip him over.
"Wha-"
"Must be embarassing, coming so fast. I was barely beginning to enjoy it." Your hand finds his softened cock, stroking it.
"Wait, stop, I'm-"
"Sensitive? That's too bad. I have to get my fill too, you know?" Grinning, you rub his tip, giggling at his pained whimper. "It's the least you can do, you know, after what you were doing. Did I say you could come in my pussy?"
He tries to pull his hips from your touch, but your weight on top of him keeps him unable to run.
You grip his cock harshly. "Did I?"
"N-no!" He cries, cock returned to full hardness. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please,"
Repeating his action from earlier, you push a couple fingers in his mouth. He knows better than to bite down. "Shh, it's alright. You're a thief, yeah? Is that why you came in here?" Your voice is soft, cooing at him sympathetically.
He nods, eyes widening as you guide his tip back to your cunt. He sucks on your fingers, not admitting to himself the comfort the feeling brought.
"I'll make sure you're provided for, here." With a smile, you sink down on his cock, letting out a low moan along with him. "You'll stay, of course."
He barely takes in your words, not knowing whether to push into your heat or pull out of it. It's too much and not enough, and he feels himself approaching the edge.
You feel him twitch. "Close again? Seems you might need some training."
Roving your hips back and forth, you pull his hand back to your clit. He should really make himself useful, since you're letting him do this. Such a big, buff man and all he can do now is whine.
Your pace increases as the two of you get closer, and you lay over him a bit more to change the angle. "Fuck, this is all you're good for, isn't that right?"
You become breathless, chasing your high. It catches you off guard when he pathetically squirts what's left of his load into your pussy.
Normally you'd like to punish him for such behavior. But he's new, and you suppose you've been mean to him enough for one night.
Tears fill his eyes at even more increasing sensitivity, but it doesn't take much longer for you to finish. Clenching tight around him, you come, feeling the waves of pleasure crash through your body.
After letting yourself recover for a beat, you get up on shaky legs, putting on a robe. And knocking on your door to signal the guards.
They're about used to it at this point, picking up the confused but boneless man and bringing him to the rest of your collection.
You're excited to see how he gets along with the rest of the concubines, after all.
Mammon, TOJI, Yami, Mushitaro?, Shigaraki, Shiu, and any other pathetic man character you want! for gits and shiggles lowk buggy the clown
