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Habit x trans male reader smut

Habit can't have his partner feeling mopey and insecure so he decides to make him feel better

Cw: Sadomasochism, oral sex, fingering, afab reader, dead dove, rex (hehe), slapping, hair pulling, physical violence, degration, habit calling reader 'pup' and 'mutt'

Nsfw under the cut

Habit's been gone for a couple days again, and you haven't really done anything besides lay in bed and text him approximately every two minutes. He loved you in his own way and you appreciated it, yet you were still feeling insecure. Growing tired of doing nothing, you decided that maybe going for a walk wouldn't be the worst idea.

Now that you were strolling through familiar routes in the forest it felt a bit more peaceful. Your mind wasn't as chaotic as a before and you didn't mind existing as much.

Altough that was gone as quick as it came when you heard a sudden rumble that made your heart rate jump. Before you could even react a voice cut through the air

"You gotta run like a big boy, bun. Won't go easy on you if I catch ya." Habit grinned and pulled on the handle, making the chainsaw roar again. You barely glanced over your shoulder to see Rex in his hands, and you bolted.

Knowing the forest wasn't much of a help anymore when you couldn't even think properly. Everything seemed to blur together around you, the ocassional rumble making you jolt.

The thing about Habit's was that he's unpredictable, what lead to the next question. Would he actually hurt you with Rex? Maybe, maybe not. You never know.

You felt terrified but the chase also excited you, even if the fear was stronger. Your breathing came out in ragged gasps, suddenly every part of the forest looked the same.

You could be running around in circless for all you know after all. Your senses were heightened, paying attention to every little sound that surrounded you. When you couldn't heart the sound of his footsteps and chainsaw anymore, you leaned against a tree, letting yourself rest for a moment.

"I didn't tell you to stop,did I?" He breathed down your neck behind you,and it made you gasp. Another pull on the handle, making you stumble forward. You were so desperate, frantically trying to run away from him, to prove yourself but you only managed to trip, sending yourself to the ground with a thud.

You scrambled backwards, barely daring to look up at him with your now glossy eyes. He knew the chainsaw startled you and he relished in it. And god, loved every bit of the way your body trembled, as tears fall down on you face.

"Look at ya crying already,Pup." He mused,lowering Rex to the ground now before crouching in front of you and grasping your face roughly. He brushed a tear away with his thumb, tilting your head slightly to get a better look. "My pathetic lil' boy, aren't ya?"

You sucked in a breath, giving him a nod.

"Did you miss me, pet? Haven't even said a nice word to me yet." He asked, raising a brow. His hand trailed down to your throat, wrapping it around your neck slightly just so you could feel the weight of it before slapping you across the face.

"Yes, I missed you" You forced it out, voice coming out smaller than you'd like it.

"That's my boy, of course you missed me. Excepted nothing less from you." A smirk crawled up on his face, caressing your hair in a somehow comforting but degrading way. "You've been being all mopey, tell yer' daddy what's wrong, bun." Altough he knew,he still asked, wanting to hear it from you.

"..I've been just feeling insecure" you muttered out, glancing down at the ground like counting leaves would make it any better.

"Fuckin' poor boy." He chuckled, watching your gaze drift away from him. "Gotta make a man outta you, don't just sit there like a puppy waiting for permission." He tugged you up by the collar of your shirt, making you sit up.

Without hesitation you were on your knees, fumbling with the zipper of his jeans eagerly. As soon as you had his pants down, your hands moved to his boxers, freeing his already hard cock.

"Don't just stare, get to work mutt." Habit commanded, tugging on your hair to emphasize his point.

"Yes, sir." A small whisper left your lips before you leaned down and wrapped your mouth around him. Starting with small licks over his tip then slowly taking him deeper, your head bobbing as you sucked. The hand in your hair pushed you forward, earning a small gasp from you.

"You struggling, bun? So damn adorable." He murmured, caressing your face as his hips bucked, fucking your throat slowly. "Shiiit.. just like that." He groaned as he made you gag around him, enjoying the sound of it.

"Come on, you can take it like the man you say you are, can't ya?" He asked, giving you a mocking slap and you nodded around him right away.

"There we go, knew you'd be a good pup for me" your eyes swelled with tears once more as he thrusted into your mouth, the sensation overwhelming you.

"Gonna cum down yer' pretty little throat, and you're gonna swallow every drop." He grunted out, his pace quickening until he finally spilled inside you. You swallowed just like he asked- you would have anyway- he tugged you off of him, taking you in.

"Fucking hell, you already look wrecked" He chuckled, loving the way you struggled. He wanted to see you break under him, watch as your stupid little tears ran down your face but still beg for more.

"Poor boy, must have thought I was going to kill you just like that." He pushed you back, keeping his predatory gaze on you. "Bet you're already soaked for me, you get off on this. My dumb boy, that's it."

Habit pushed down your pants along with your boxers, not wasting anytime. "Look at that, dripping. Just from having me chase you with a fuckin' chainsaw and making you suck me off." A dark grin came on his face, his fingers finally brushing your aching clit.

"Use your words, pup. Tell me what ya need." He didn't put much effort in it, circling it with slow motions and waited for you to speak up.

"Please sir, 'need your fingers." You whined out, your hips trying to roll against his hand, searching for more friction.

"Do ya now?" He mused, teasing your entrance.

"Can't lie, you've been behaving so well for me, maybe you do deserve it." You nodded desperately "Yes, please-.." As the pathetic plea left your lips he pushed a finger inside, soon followed by another as he spread you open beneath him.

"What are you?" He asked, the question throwing you off as you clenched around his fingers, making you feel small. His movements quickened, your body writhing under his touch.

"'m your dumb boy, I'm yours, I'm pathetic." You whimpered out frantically , the tears that threatened to spill for so long were now running down your cheek.

"Atta boy, you know your place. My needy lil' pup taking it like a champ." He praised, sending chills down your spine. You felt yourself getting closer, helpless moans leaving your lips as he worked on you.

Just as you were about to finish he slowed down his pace, making you cry out from the denial. "No, no why did you stop" you cried out, looking up at him with those desperate eyes filled with tears.

"Stupid already, shoulda guessed." He scoffed, giving you a slap with his unoccupied hand.

"What do we say?" He prompted,punctuating every word with a hit. "You're lucky I'm not in the mood to get bloody right now." His fingers kept moving, slow and torturous.

"P-please sir, may I cum?" You managed to say between sobs, your body growing more frantic every second. "Please, I need it so much, I do-"

He finally brought you over the edge, body trembling as you soaked his fingers. "That's my boy." He cooed, sucking your essence off of his fingers.

"Goddamn, you're a freak, aren't ya pup?" He chuckled, watching as your chest heaved with every breath. "Didn't even go that hard on you and you're already ruined."

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