Title: a chide so sweet
Fandom: Tokyo Revengers
Rating: Explicit
Pairing: Haitani Ran x Unnamed!Undescribed!Female!Reader
Word count: 1756
Warnings: infantalization. swearing. sex. dub-con. non-con at first oral sex (m!recieving). masterbation. seriously infantalism. a little violence. implied captivity. Ran is mean. Unbetaâd. *warnings are not exhaustive*
Summary: âMy girlâs just being a little stupid again. Iâll fix it.â
Notes: I just wrote this in two days. I wanted to kill him writing this lol. I had fun though. I hope you enjoy it.
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âItâs okay,â he coos at you. His fingers are gripping your chin, pressing hard as he angles your face up to look at him. âI know, baby. Itâs too much.â
You hate him. You hate him.
You shake your head, or try to as he holds you in place. âItâsââ
He tightens his grip and youâre cut off as your lips purse together. âIt is,â he says. âYou should know better by now. You need something and Iâll take care of it.â He lets go of your chin as he pinches your cheek instead. âDonât hurt your pretty little head, baby.â
You had been trying to leave. You had been trying to seeâŚsee someone. Someone else. You almost canât remember because Ran is back in front of you and guiding you back to your room.
âWhatâs wrong with her?â Rindouâs voice. You turn to look but Ran pushes you forward past the door.
âMy girlâs just being a little stupid again. Iâll fix it.â
âThatâs so fuckedââ you donât hear what else Rindou says because Ran shuts the door behind you both.
He makes you sit on the bed, shoving one of the stuffed animals heâs bought into your hands. You clutch it automatically. A small comfort in the face of the man controlling your life. A comfort he offered.
âBaby,â he coos at you again, thumb stroking your cheek. âWhat were you thinking?â Thereâs a pause. A moment where he finally lets you answer.
âI was going outââ
âOut?â His tone hardens. âItâs dangerous out there, baby. You know how many people want to hurt you? How many would use you against me? Iâm protecting you, pretty.â His hand slips down to your neck, thumb pressing in under your jaw. âUnless youâre trying to get hurt. Are you?â
âIâm not! Iâm justââ
âJust being stupid. My dumb little girl.â
âDonât.â You smack his hand away. âDonât call me that! Iâm not stupid! I have other friends.â
âHad. You had other friends. All you have now is me.â He leans in, brushing his lips against yours. âThatâs not so bad, is it? You know I just want to take care of you. Why you fighting it?â He dig his hand into your hair, tugging it back to tilt your head up. âDonât I treat you well?â He asks, pressing a kiss against your neck, so soft you almost donât feel it. âDonât I give you everything you need?â
âYou trapââ
âAh, ah, ahâŚâ he warns, pulling back to look you in the eyes. âMy baby is sounding ungrateful now. After everything I do for you.â
âYou treat me like a child!â You finally snap. It has been weeks of taking this behaviour, trying to play it off as him being overprotective, but it has reached itâs boiling point. You canât let it continue. âIâm notââ
His hand snaps forward, tightening on your throat while the other shoves his thumb into your mouth and presses down on your tongue. Itâs enough to make you stop, holding you in place with the threat. You choke on your own words, glaring up at him.
âNot what? Needy?â He demands. âYou think you can take care of yourself? That you donât need what I give you?â He uses his fingers under your jaw, still pressing harder on your tongue, to make you move forward off of the bed. You follow because you have to, because he has you in place and youâre falling down to your knees before him, still clutching the stupid stuffed animal you canât seem to let go of. âWhy donât you prove it, baby? Prove you donât want what I offer.â
He shoves his thumb in a little further, enough to nearly make you gag. You should pull back. You should shove him away and run as far as possible. Away from this man who is taking over your life. You feel a little hazy though when he has you like this, on your knees with his fingers in your mouth and holding a toy like youâre a child. You hate feeling like this but you canât move.
Ran easily pulls his cock out of his pants with one hand. You should know better than think heâll let this go. He gazes down at you, smiling softly. âOpen, pretty.â He presses down with his thumb and your mouth opens automatically.
The weight of his cock on your tongue is familiar and heavy. He replaces his thumb with it, digging his fingers into your hair at the back of your head. He pulls you forward. Your mouth fills with him and you suck almost out of instinct. He groans and it makes your stomach flutter.
âYou see?â He murmurs, gaze soft as he looks down on you. Heâs touching you like youâre something delicate. âHow quickly you take me like youâre meant to. So greedy for what I offer, arenât you?â
You canât answer, frustrated tears building up in your eyes as you move back and forth, sucking on his cock as he guides you with the hand in your hair.
âAnd yet you complain and complain, acting like Iâm cruel for taking care of you. For giving you what you want. You should be grateful.â His fingers dig in and he yanks you forward, keeping your mouth pressed against the curled hair as he forces you to take all of him. You choke, tears finally falling. You struggle but Ran is stronger than you and he keeps you there.
The moment your teeth brush against his skin, desperate for air, he pulls back. You gasp for breath until he moves, digging his thumbs into the joints of your jaw. It forces your mouth open and you cry out at the pain of it. He shoves his cock back in, fucking your face as hard and as far as he can go. âYou donât want me being nice? I donât have to be. You see? I can be fucking mean, baby. That what you want? Fuckââ He groans again, holding your close, nose pressed against his pubes. He finally lets go, shoving you away.
You fall back, crying as you struggle to breathe.
âMake your choice. You gonna stop fighting and let me take care of you, baby?â
You canât answer. Instead, you curl around the stuffed animal, wiping the drool off of your mouth into itâs fur. You still feel his cock in your mouth and part of you wants it back, wants to take him over and over just so heâs happy. You want to keep the weight in your mouth. God, you hate that you feel like that.
Ran sighs, looking at you in disappointment. âStill need proof, donât you?â He hikes you up by your armpits and tosses you on the bed. You bounce slightly, stuffed animal still in your arms. âGo on,â he motions towards you. âTouch yourself. I wanna see you cum, baby, all by yourself. Show me you donât need me.â
You shake your head. You already feel overwhelmed. Your jaw hurts and your knees are sore and you donât want to give him what he wants. You donât want to do anything, not when you already feel needy and wanting.
âIâm not asking.â
You sniffle and nod. You tell yourself that youâre doing what he wants because you donât want to be hurt, but shame curls in your gut at the knowledge that part of you just doesnât want to disappoint him. It doesnât take much to shimmy your pants and underwear down just enough that you can slip your hand between your legs. Youâre soaked. Of course you are. You press your thighs together, thinking maybe you can fake it and get out of this, but Ran knows you better than that.
Youâre yanked down towards him as he pulls at your pants, tugging them off of you.
âAh ah,â he chides, âyou know better, baby. I want to see you.â
He throws them to the side, eyes focused on you.
You swallow tightly, still fucking clinging to the stuffed animal with one hand. Why canât you let that shit go? Itâs not going to save you, not going to protect you, but Ranâs gaze goes soft as he watches you hold it like a talisman while your other hand moves to touch yourself.
âLook at you,â he coos as your legs spread for him to see. âSo fucking wet already. Youâre dripping, pretty.â
He kneels there, on the edge of the bed, stroking his cock slowly while he watches the way you rub your clit. You try not to moan but you canât help it, canât help but whine in frustration as one finger, than two, than threeâŚarenât enough. You canât reach deep enough, you canât move fast enough. You squirm on the bed, trying so hard to reach that peak, to prove that you can take care of yourselfâŚand you barely get close.
It feels good but youâre edging yourself and you both know it. It remains elusive and you fall back, panting and trying not to let the tears fall because why canât you do it? You used to! You used to cum by yourself all the time before you met him. And nowâŚ
You blink back tears as you look at him, at the pleased expression on his face. Your fingers hurt from your efforts and you move them from between your thighs, feeling exhausted and desperate.
Ran moves, leaning over you. He holds himself up with one arm as he fits himself between your legs. He takes the hand thatâs slick with your essence and licks your fingers. He sucks them clean one by one and you canât help but let out a needy whine. You can feel him, so close to where you need him. He could do it. He could reach what you couldnât. His hands and his cock were longer than your fingers.
âShhh,â he murmurs. âItâs okay. It was too much, wasnât it?â He sounds patronizing and soft all at once. âYou should know better than to do it yourself, little one. Why did you even try?â
You donât know what to say. Thereâs nothing to say.
Ran kisses you, soft and gentle. Another illusion added to the world heâs creating with you. He adjusts your leg to hook around his hip and slowly presses in, making your eyes roll back as you moan at finally feeling full.
âDonât worry, baby. Iâll take care of you.â
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