mdni—
tags: dom!reader, readerxwhoever implied black reader, hair pulling, oral (receiving), fingering
“can’t i just touch you atleast?” the shirtless teary eyed man begging with his whole body just to touch you. one slight nod from you. the warmth of his hands trail up your legs slowly, admiring your beautiful brown skin and smelling your strong scented vanilla lotion. he plants small kisses starting from your feet and slowly making his way up to your thighs. he maintains eye contact with each and every kiss, savoring every last detail from this angle below you.
“i didn’t say you could kiss me but since you’ve been so good, i’ll let it slide.” you glance down at him starting to feel wet and warm lips near your thighs. you yank him by his hair forcing him to look at you. the noise that leaves his lips could be mistaken as pain but you both its from pleasure, his body is telling.
“what do you say when I praise you?” your eyebrow raises. a whimper falls from his lips.
“thank you mistress” you hum in response, releasing the hold from his hair and you lean back in the chair. he whines as you let go of his hair and ignore him as your legs spread open. your cunt glistening from your arousal. his breath hitches at the sight, licking his lips with excitement. he practically whines with desperation knowing that he can’t do anything just yet. you bring your fingers to your mouth wetting them and trailing it down to your clit. you gasp slightly at your own touch, sensitive from how horny you are. you start to rub small and slow circles teasing yourself.
“mhmm-“ you make eye contact with him and slip a finger in your hot and wet slit. you lift one of your legs on the arm of the chair so he can get a better view. you start to thrust your fingers inside, the squelching sound echoing in the quiet room. both of your breaths hitch as you add another finger. you hit your sweet spot over and over again, making your toes curl and mouth grow dry. you glance back at the man that’s practically on the brink of tears as you pleasure yourself. you take in his appearance; his messy hair sticking to his forehead, his flushed skin, his muscles tensed from restraining himself from pouncing on you. don’t forget the boner that’s fighting to get out of his underwear. you could just cum from this sight of him. you moan out at the thought plunging deeper into your pussy.
“mistress- please I wanna make you feel good- use me.” he pants out hands balled into a fist against his bare legs. he’s so cute and pathetic like this you almost feel bad. “mmm- why should I?” he whines as you don’t give in to his question. you slide your fingers out your wet cunt slightly moaning at the sudden loss, resting it upon your thigh.
“because- i’ve been a good boy for you” you raise an eyebrow at him. “have you now, puppy?” you chuckle when he nods enthusiastically. “show me how good you can be.” his mouth immediately goes for your arousal covered fingers. he licks and sucks off your juices, eyes rolling to the back of his head at the taste. then instantly dives in like a starved man, his tongue slurping up your juices and using his teeth to nip at your sensitive bud.
“d-dos it feel gudh?” he pants out against your pussy and continues to make sloppy love to it. jaw dropping at the intrusion of his mouth. one hand grabbing his hair to grind your hips against his face moaning out. “fuck- keep going you’re being such a good boy f’me.” “mmm yes mistress.” with his hips thrusting into nothing but the air as he moans sending vibrations right into your cunt. “yes- m gonna cum- make your mistress cum.” breath hitching and as you feel that swirling sensation in your stomach. legs start to quiver and he grips both of you thighs and pulls you further down. “yes mistress cum- cum.” he moans out, also whining out as you cum. “oh- fuck” crying out, hands flying to grip his hair to hold on as you ride your orgasm out. he whines and his grips gets tighter around your thighs as he doesn’t stop causing overstimulation. little did you know he also came with you.his eyes roll back and he groans in desperation continuing to suck on your bud. you gasp at the feeling and slightly push him away. “th-thank you, mistress.” you calm down, breath slowing as you look down and admire his face that’s drenched from your juices. you admire his fucked out state, eyes trailing down to a huge wet spot on his underwear. oh- you feel yourself getting even more wet. you’re both in for a long night.
note: this is my first time writing smut so spare me but also give me feedback and opinions about this. I hope someone likes it even just a little bit. :)
