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regalevansworth · 2 years

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Little Fawn

Pairing : Lloyd Hansen x Male reader

Summery : When your own father's exploits lead upto you being kidnapped by a tyrannical sociopath, there is no way you are getting out of the man's den in one piece or worse. But when the said man has a look of undeniable lust and claiming desire upon the first glimpse of your innocent being, would you be able to deny those inappropriate urges? Or you'll be the man's little fawn for the rest of your live?

Warnings : Passionate SMUT 18+, hint of non-con, oral sex, unprotected anal sex, age difference, size difference(you're cute n tiny)-sort of a kink too, daddy kink, dirty talking, biting, choking, rough manhandling, belly bulging, pet names(pretty boy, baby), possessive Lloyd(duh!) — remind me if I miss any.

Words count : 5.3k+

A/N : Here it is! My first ever fic that I have the courage to finally post. Actually, I had some other plans for my first fic, this idea came outta nowhere thanks to 'The Gray Man' and delicious Lloyd Hansen. Idk if it's too much cliche or rustic(self-deprecation talking, not me) but I've enjoyed writing it. I profusely apologise for my mistakes and story longevity (cz I love things slow). My special thanks to @chrisevansxmalereader for your endless support and love and all other authors up there who's writings inspired me so much! I genuinely hope you enjoy my writings as well. Likes and comments are highly appreciated. Love you all and- here goes nothing ;)

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You must be dreaming. There is no way of deeming this sudden horrible turn of events otherwise. Because, one moment you are arranging all the notes for your upcoming biology test and the next, you are slumped down on a huge sofa with an unendurable throbbing in your head.

After what felt like an hour of blinking slowly and trying to adjust to the surrounding lights, you come to your senses. Your first instinct is to scream— at the top of your lungs– for help because you know damn well that you've been abducted, mercilessly. But you hold back knowing that it'll only bring more catastrophe if it hasn't already.

You cautiously take in your surroundings and make yourself acquainted with pristine and somewhat historical looking structure. A room surrounded by walls that are dark-ish white, reagal furnitures and huge doors and windows with white see-through curtains.

Said doors burst open with a sudden clattering of footsteps- resulting you to jolt in surprise. "-agency should know that the fucker's son- well, hello pretty boy!" came a deep but somewhat amused voice, forcing you to look in the eyes of the source. You meet with the bluest of eyes that are now laced with something questionable.... dangerous....something like insurmountable hunger. And also something sinister like a predator eyeing it's prey. It is surely enough to make you squirm in discomfort.

Then you took in the sight of the handsome specimen with an equally handsome face, manly jaw, huge biceps, wide shoulders, thick neck and a splendid silhoutte going down to a tapered waist- all the things accentuated by the tight black turtleneck t-shirt he is wearing. Thick thighs and long legs draped with a pair of off-white chinos. But what caught your gaze the most is the weired looking moustache underneath his nose which makes him look rather funny except for his substantial presence being quite threatening.

The man- Lloyd Hansen, a former CIA mercenary, psychopathic killer, tyrant, ruthless barbarian an so on.....can't take his eyes off of the beautiful sight before him. You- with your dilated (e/c) eyes, soft (h/c) curls, pretty (s/c) smooth skin, plush soft lips and thin but elegant limbs totally left him out of breath. The light purple oversized hoodie you're wearing exposed the smooth expanse of your shoulders and neck that he'd absolutely love to cover with hickeys and bite marks.Oh, the things you make him want to do to you

Instructing his men to leave, Lloyd slowly stalks towards your frame—now curled up into a ball by hugging your knees to your chest. Never in his life has he ever been derailed from his mission this quickly. But just a single glimpse of you looking up at him so innocently, has him forgotten all about the task and what he has been hired for in the first place. It's like a lyric-less song resonating from your core and luring him in. And he knew there and then, he wants to— scratch that— need to have you. Inhibitions long thrown out of the window.

Watching him advance upon, you try to scoot backward but instantly meet with the headrest of the couch. He carefully leans in to your visage level. You make a futile attempt look away only for him to grab your chin and make you look him in the eyes. To say that you're scared would be an understatement when you are utterly terrified because every bit of the man's expression is screaming danger and that you're in trouble.

“My my, what a pretty little thing you are! Didn't know that the bastard had a full bloomed dahlia in his garden!” the man commented with a perilous grin. “What are you talking about?” you whimper out. You know that your father isn't some sort of noble-man working for humanity, if the abundance of his wealth is anything to go by and that he definitely has some secrets. But what in the hell is this?

Then the man let out a dark chuckle, “Aww, you don't know anything about your daddy's petty business, do you littlle fawn? That you're here because of him?”

“I don't understand. Who are you? Where am I?” You frightfully demand, raking your head around the room.

Without another word, the man ducks down and licks a long stripe across your shoulder and neck with a soft but firm kiss behind your ear, his moustache tickling the path. You let out a sound somewhere between gasping and whining before gripping the man's shoulder with both of your hands. “Mmm...your skin tastes just as sweet as it looks, baby. Fuck!” He slids a thumb right under your bottom lip and continues, “Unfortunately, a sweet thing like you should also be ruined, don't you think?”

The dark edge to his voice accompanied with his hot breath against your neck make you shudder in timid anticipation. “Please, don't hurt me” you feel tears prickling your eyes. If the man has something bad planned for you, you only hope that it doesn't include actual manslaughter. “Oh, baby! You're such an innocent little lamb, aren't you?” The man drawls. “Don't worry, we're gonna have so much fun together” he states with the same smirk.

Your confusion only augments when he pulls you up to your feet and picks you up without a warning and starts to stride towards the nearby king sized bed. You gasp in surprise and try to wriggle out of his grasp. The next thing you know, the man lies you down gently on the bed. He starts to run his palms up and down the sides of your torso, making your thighs quiver in it's wake. His dark and hungry gaze burning through your skin, crawling like a raging fever.

All of a sudden, a pair of soft chapstick tinted lips crashes onto yours and all of the air from your lungs have been abruptly kicked out. He's devouring you like a drowning man for air and all you can do is clung to those ridiculously huge biceps for leverage. The kiss is frantic, urgent with need, smacking loudly in the otherwise silent room. You make a sound at the back of your throat which makes the bigger man groan and deepen the kiss. You're having a hard time keeping up as the man kisses and nips your bottom lip, it's all harsh teeth and tongue. Having no experience on the act of kissing makes your moves sloppy but it does little for the man to back out.

A fresh tear slids down the corner of your eye. You're still trying to make out the situation and trying to figure out what is happening. What is he doing? Is he going to have his way with you? Without your consent? Defile the innocence you've been carrying all through your life? Are you going to forcefully loose your virginity to a man who is all but gentle? Or is this some kind of cruel nightmare?

Before you know it, a thick tongue is prying you lips apart and seeking access to your mouth. Your disapproval sound goes totally ignored as the tongue roams the inside of your mouth, tastes every nook and crevice making you moan and whimper shamelessly. Your responses only intensifies the man's hunger, drawing an aggressive growl from him. By the time you both are panting, taking in rugged breath as he breaks the kiss.

“Wai-wait-wait, please! Don't do this to me, I'm begging you. I-I-I... don't wanna get hurt” You outright beg and try to shove him off of you by his shoulders but he grips your wrists just as tightly. When you look him in the eye, you see the same daring darkness returning, blue orbs eclipsed by the blown wide pupils, then returns that toothy smirk.“It's okay, sweetheart. I can see it's your first time. Let me take care of you. Let me make both of us feel good” He suavely persuades.

The juxtaposition of his words and expression is making you uncomfortable, totally perplexed and beyond frustrated. But before you have the time to protest, he is attacking your neck with open mouthed kisses and bites, leaving a trail of hickeys all over your shoulder and collarbone. Bright purple bruises are forming on your skin by his harsh suction and lastly in a manner of soothing he licks over the marks.

By the time he is finished with your neck, you are a writhing, moaning and whimpering mess. As much as you loathe to admit it, but all these intimate actions, physical contacts have somewhat left you craving for more. You are absolutely mortified by your eagerness but the man is attending to you, giving you the attention you longed for so long after being shielded and preserved, grounded for the sake of your own safety. So, you don't essentially put up a fight when he starts to undress you even if you're still a bit unsure.

When the last part of you clothing has accompanied the rest of your attire on the floor, you are completely naked before the man. Cheeks flushed pink, you try to cover yourself up as much as possible with your palms but he takes your wrists and swats them away. Lloyd- is totally awestruck by your beauty, sprawled under his heavy gaze, spit slicked lips-bitten red, neck and collarbone marked prettily, you are like an angle to this god forsaken world. Delicate like the wisps of autumn.

“You truly are a work of art baby, so beautiful!” he rasps as he ducks down to peck you on the lips. He slowly trails his kisses down your body. Your neck, shoulders, chest and special attention to your nipples. He sucks on them as if determined to draw anything that must be kept underneath. You can't help but moan at the sensation making the bigger man groan against your soft skin. Oh! Not to mention that you're painfully hard by this point, cock leaking and twitching against the curve of your belly- all thanks to his little ministrations. Even if your sub-conscious mind is still alarted, your body is responding, appreciating and seeking more. Your nipples are all puffy and red and glistening with saliva after he finishes.

Then he stands upto his knees. Eyes still glued to your heaving figure, he pulls his shirt over his head before going to unbutton his pants. Your mouth goes totally dry at the sight of his hard-muscled form. Comically broad chest and impeccable pecs with some light dusting of dark blond hair, cheseled abs going down to the v-shape of his groin, a trail of hair following the skin and disappering under the band of his black boxer briefs. Arms looking extra huge now that they're accompanying the whole package. He notices that you're staring and smirks to himself making you blush to the root. Then he tugs at the waistband of his briefs and-

“Oh!” There sprangs free the biggest cock you've ever seen. Although, the only cock you've ever seen is obviously yours but still, you can guess the comparison. Standing there proudly, the cock is thick from base to the tip, long and veiny, mushroom shaped head flushed an angry shade of red making you gulp involuntarily. The thing is unblemished and has a slight upward curv. Balls looking heavy and full, hanging between his parted thighs. And suddenly you're very(very) nervous. Thighs closing instinctively.

Sensing your nervousness, Lloyd gently nudges your thighs apart and gets between them. He noses at your jaw and purrs, “You're gonna get this cock, baby. No matter you accept it or not. I'm going to have you the way I like. But first, you have to work for it”

With that, he stands up again but this time moves out of the bed and stands at the edge before beckoning you closer. Your perplexed state remains as you crawl towards him on your hands and knees who is now lazily stroking his cock all the while eyeing you hungrily. He then places the tip of his cock at your lips and traces the soft petals, smearing the precum all over them. You stare at him through your fluttering lashes the entire time and as if you're expecting further command. His dick jumps at the sight.

“Open up” he orders and you obey like a good boy. Then ever so slowly, he pushes his gargantuan cock past your lips and you experimentally give the tip a lick. Grimacing at the bitter taste of his precum you move your tongue at the under side of his dick, moving up again swirling around the tip and hear him groan in pleasure over you immediately. Then you take him in hand and embolden by his groans and moans, lick his cock from the base to the tip before kissing the head and closing your lips around it. “Fuck” he curses and shoves his whole length down your throat.

Before you have the time to adjust he starts to thrust his cock over and over in your mouth. You desperately grab at his strong thighs fot support. “Fuck, baby just like that. You look even more beautiful like this. Mouth stuffed full of my cock. Taking everything I give you” he groans overhead. “Are you gonna drink all of my cum too, little kitten? Gulp down all the thick milk I give you? Hmm? Like the good kitten you are?” You can do nothing but to whimper in response. All of this filthy talking is making you more aroused than it should.

“Yeah, I know you will. You're practically gaggin' for it, aren't you? My sweet, greedy boy” the last two words are punctuated by deep thrusts that have you choking on his length. Drool and spit dripping down your chin which is also making his cock glisten, looking even more intimidating and enraged. Looking up through your lashes, you take in the sight of his heaving chest, quick deep breaths are leaving his nostrils like some sort of lifeline. Pecs and abs are already sweaty and shining from the laboured thrusts.

Gripping the sides of your head, he starts to thrust in more urgently.soon you become light-headed from the lack of oxygen and can do nothing but to relax your throat that is now achy from the intrusion, hollowing your cheeks to make it easier. Tears stinging your eyes, gagging and gargling sounds leaving you mouth as you choke on his cock.

“Breath....nghh...thr-through your nose, baby. You're doing s-so good” He instructs or more like grunts with all his might and with one last particular shove, he pushes his cock all the way down your throat and keeps your head firmly in place where your nose is planted against the thick bush of his pubic hair, taking in his clean musky scent. You gag and choke the entire time and paw at his strong thighs. With a shuddering groan, he pulls away, a few strands of saliva connecting his cock to your lips, and smacks his hardness against your cheeks, drenching them with your own spit. You try not to feel too humiliated by the action.

“Fuck, that was amazing baby! Now, it's time for your reward” he breaths out and pushes you on your back on the bed. Taking both of your legs in his hand, he lifts them up and presses them on your chest, nearly bending you in half. “All flexible and bendy for me, huh? I like it” he chuckles, a little breathless from having you fully exposed before him. Your pink little hole winking at him, fluttering from the sudden contact of cold air. Groaning at the sight, he fully dives in starts to lick and lap at your sensitive furl of muscles, the most private and sacred place of a human being.

Your eyes widen at the sudden action. Mouth falling agape with a silent scream from the knowlege of how filthy and dirty this whole thing is. But when a thick tongue pokes it way in your entrance, you lose all the battle of resistance and let out a loud moan clutching the sheets either sides of your head. You hear the man groan, sending vibrations through your body making you arch in complete pleasure. Cock leaking a generous amount of precum and ready to burst at any moment. Just a few tugs would be enough to pull you colser to the edge.

That's why when you start to reach out, a strong hand shooes it away.“Nuh-uh, no touching yourself. Let your pretty little cock weep a bit more!” you hear the man chiding from underneath you. Then he again dives in, this time with much more vigour. He licks, slurps and sucks at your hole, prodding it with his tongue. Occasionally kissing at your inner thighs and entrance. The coarseness of his moustache making everything a lot more sensitive. Your entire body heats up when obscene slurping noise reaches your ears. Your own hands shoot down to grab the head between your legs, not knowing if you want to push away or keep it into place as choked out moans leave your bitten-red lips.

“Pl-please, I can't take it anymore, please!” You sound so wrecked already and you feel Lloyd smirking against your hole. Your entire world seems to stop spinning as he finishes making a meal of your entrance and comes back up with a kiss on it. “Yes, you can take it. You can take everything I give you. You'll be so good for me, won't you?” His every coaxing sentence is punctuated with a kiss, hands gripping either side of your head as you shook it back and forth.

“Yes you will. You will be a good boy—” The man continues. You still shake your head violantly, eyes squinted close and mumbling coherent words. “—Daddy's baby boy” at that, your eyes snap open. Cock twitching and drooling uncrontrollably on your stomach. Those last three words making you go into a full body shudder.

Lloyd grins at your obvious daddy issues. If only had he known this earlier. “Yeah? You wanna be a good boy for daddy? Let him take care of you? Give you what you want?” You nod eagerly even before you can think about it. “Come on baby, say it” He orders as he grabs a bottle of clear liquid, seemingly lube, from the bedside table drawer simultaniously lubing up his fingers and pressing one aginst your hole. “Yes, daddy!”, you gasp out as soon as the finger breaches your tight ring of muscle. Lloyd starts sliding his pointing finger in and out of you, relishing every soft little sound you make.

It's like a sweet torture for you every time he inserts his finger. Uncomfortable yet pleasurable. But when he pushes in another finger you nearly scream from the immense discomfort. “It's okay, relax. Relax for me baby” the man cooes gently but it does nothing to alleviate the burn. Your tight virgin hole is arrogant to keep the fingers away. But the man is also like a mulish horse, plunging in his fingers despite the resistance.

It's when those fingers touches a certain bundle of nerve inside you, your back arches and cock explodes instantaniously, the filthiest sounds exiting your mouth which you're too oblivious to care about. Like in a matter of seconds your primal pain gets replaced by a world shattering pleasure tremor. Body spasming from the aftershock. Lloyd's booming laughter pulls you back from your daze to actual reality, blinking twice you look at him and frown in confusion

“You just came from my fingers alone? Oh, the things you do to me, baby boy”, Lloyd rumbles and as if to make a point he tugs at his cock, making it jump up and down. He's hard like never before. And just right after, he adds a third finger, further stretching you open. When the copper taste of fresh blood hits your tongue, you come to realize that you've been biting harshly on your bottom lip to suppress your screams. Lloyd, who has been observing both your hole stretched wide around his fingers and facial expression, leans down and sucks on your blood coated bottom lip, a smug smile on his own lips.

Suddenly, the moving fingers inside your body come to a halt and leave immediately. You glance down in time to see Lloyd leathering up his massive cock with lube, eying your gaping hole. Eyes wide with realization of what's coming next, you let out a pitiful whimper. But Lloyd is already upon you, kissing your neck and slowly guiding himself in your entrance. “Shh- beautiful. Relax, open yourself up for daddy. There is no going back now. Let daddy have you” he gently coaxes against your neck.

When the fat bulbous head of his cock makes it's way inside, you are shaking bodily. A deep gutteral sound leaves Lloyd's lips which prompts you to shake even more. The stretch is painful, burning every inch of the skin around. Your head is buzzing like several crickets are jumping around your skull, throat dry from the way you're screaming. But Lloyd isn't stopping and sliding every inch of his monstrous cock inside your perineum. It feels like an eternity untill he sheathes himself to the hilt, cock buried till every single inch.

Lloyd is in heaven. Nothing he felt in his life is as exquisite as the tight grip of your virgin hole around his cock. Even all the chicks he has fucked before can't compare to the feeling he is relishing right now. Their eager pussies which gave their way for his rutting feels absolutely numb. He is having a hard time to restrain himself from start pounding into that tight heat.

Some minutes have passed since your screams turned into ragged breathes. Slowly, the cock inside resting inside you makes room for itself. Your inner walls widening to accomodate his garth. “I'm gonna move now, baby. Try to relax for daddy, hm?” Lloyd said as he pressed his palms either side of your head. Without waiting for your response, he starts to moves. At first he rolls his hips languidly to make more room. Then he starts to pull out untill the crown of his cock is the only thing inside and shoves back in. Your body attempts to jerk back by the power of his thrust but your hands fly up to surround his neck immediately to avoid it. Wrecked sounds seem the only thing your vocal cord can emit.

With wild abandon, Lloyd finally starts to fuck into your body. From slowly inserting inside to slamming back and forth furiously. Your breathy raw sounds are like music to his ears which only rekindling his vigor. “Yeah, you like that, don't you? You like having your daddy's fat cock inside you?” he asks you as he sets a steady rhythm. The only response he gets is another lengthy moan. “Yeah I know you like it. Your greedy little boypussy is hungry for it. Hungry for everything Daddy's going to give it. Do you know what it wants, baby boy?”

You surprise yourself by shaking your head, although you can't blame yourself when you are being fucked within an inch of your life. “Your pussy wants to be owned. It' hungry for daddy's cum, it wants to be stuffed so full of daddy's thick cum untill it can't take anymore” he says those words like he's stating some facts. It's extremely filthy yet does't fail to make your body heat up even more. The movement of his hips gets even faster. Then he grips the headrest of the bed with both hands, practically hovering above you and starts to pound relentlessly. The whole —fucking massive— bed is literally shaking by the force of his thrusts, leaving you dumbstruck by the sheer power the man holds and you can't help but arch up from the bed and whine louder.

When his hands return to your hips, your eyes roams over his face. Thick veins popping up from everywhere, his forehead, neck. Nose flaring like a beast, eyes rolled back in pleasure. His biceps and forearms are also bulging with protruding veins. And then suddenly, he slows down his thrusts. You don't get the time to contemplate before he flips you over onto your stomach, pulls your ass up into the air and one hand pressing onto your shoulder to keep your chest firmly pressed into the sheets. Now you're fully exposed to him, ready to be taken from behind— this realization should be for your utter shame not arousing.

“Fuck! That's a beauty” Lloyd groans as he slaps his cock several times on your cheeks and spits on your hole before shoving back inside in one go. But this time, due to change of angles, his cock brushes that exact sweet spot inside you. Your eyes immediately roll back from the sheer pleasure rippled through your body. Your clench the sheets so tightly you can see your knuckles turning white under your chin, along with a moan that evaporated all your vocal abilities.

Lloyd, encouraged by your euphoric moans starts to hit that spot repeatedly, mentally patting himself on the back to find your prostate without much effort. It's surely drawing out all kinds of sounds that are evident of your ecstasy. “Yes, just like that, baby. Daddy wants to hear more” he encourages. If it wasn't for the jack off earlier in the shower this morning, Lloyd knows that he would've come by now. His cock is being stimulated in the most delicious way possible. Along with the most exotic picture you're making right in front of his eyes.

The onslaught of sensations is making you dizzy. The bigger man hasn't relented his merciless pounding, which is ensuring his cock to hit your g-spot in precision. The drag of his heavy cock along your velvety walls making you both see stars. Lewd sounds of sweaty skin slapping against each other occupy the room. Slowing down his movements abruptly, Lloyd snakes his arm around your chest and draws you up towards him. Back flushed with his chest, he once again starts to move his hips. In and out, in and out, in and out, it's like his body moving on it's own accord that somehow prompts you to push back in return. Meeting his thrusts halfway, it's near contagious. He's panting on your neck, breath hot and wet against your tender skin where he sucked upon not long ago.

Lloyd's one hand grips your hip, another one snaked around your neck, choking your lungs system momentarily. His biceps bulging under your chin obscenely. Skin gleaming with sheen of perseparation. You grip his forearm with both of your palm from one particular thrust he delivers and realize suddenly that the pressure in your lower stomach is palpable! Your belly swells and flattens in time of his thrusts. Eyes wide, you slowly move your another hand down to your stomach and feel the swell. A choked moan ripped through your mouth as you press on his huge cock over your stomach. “Daddy!” you whine loudly. Cock leaking precum and pooling on the sheets.

As if on cue, Lloyd also moves his hand to yiur lower belly and feels the exact pressure. “F-fuck” he curses under his breath and stops his thrust to shove his cock as deep as possible and the press on his palm grows more wider. Halting, he flips you over onto your back and drives his cock in immediately. And sure enough, there's a gentle swell on your flat belly that only his cock able to make. The sight is so captivating and arousing that his cock throbs violently inside you. A sheer possessiveness seizes his mind and soul as red flashes before his eyes. He lowers himself down to your level all the while bucking his hips and growls on your ear, “You know what that means, baby? Hmm? It means you're mine! No one can ever have you like this. You now belong to daddy”

Then he grips his jaw and makes you face him, “Tell me who you belong to” he snarls through gritted teeth. You gulp involuntarily but say nothing. The man looks like a devil, at least a personification of the devil himself. Corrupting everything, your innocence, body and soul. The cock moving inside you taking your sanity from your core. But, these all are objective. For once in your life, you feel owned, wanted and equally important. So when he asks again, “Answer me! Who. You. Belong. To?” the emphasized thrusts only make you to moan out, “You, daddy”

“Good boy” He praises, making you preen in instinct. Then he goes fast, faster, harder. Muscles tensing and relaxing as he pounds deeper. He again starts to kiss and nip your throat. Marking you up entirely. Claiming as his own territory. So that everyone can know that you belong to the infamous—one and only— LLOYD HANSEN. He occassionally taps on the bulge on your lower belly created by his cock, making you arch up from pleasue. He latches his mouth on your nipples and sucks and bites untill they're puffy and raw.

It doesn't take long for you to reach the edge. As he mercilessly rims on your prostate and bucks animalistically. White hot pleasure surge through your nerve system and vision goes blackened as your cock erupts. Scrambling to get hold of something, you grip his biceps and moan as loud as possible. This orgasm is more intense where your body contorts and jerks by the sheer force of it. “Yes, that's it. Let it out baby. Fuck! you're so beautiful. Cum for me” Lloyd groans above you which indicates that he isn't far away either. Mind delirious with aftershock, you just lie there and take it.

And sure after, his thrusts go sloppy. Hips bucking in spasmodic fashion as his big—cum filled— balls draw up. “I'm gonna cum,baby. Shit! You want my cum? Want me to fill you up with my cum, baby?”. Not wanting him to pull out just yet, you nod hurriedly. Satisfied with your reply, Lloyd starts his aimless thrusts. Shoving in balls deep one last time, he starts cumming.

Long, thick spurts of warm cum fill you up from the inside. Soaking up your inner walls. There is so much of it that they're forcing to gush out around Lloyd's cock which is still buried deep. He's all the while biting down on your shoulder to muffle his moans. It's like eternity untill he stops coming. When he's done, he pulls out and watches as the creamy white spunk leaking from your gaping hole.

Lloyd slumps down on the sheet beside you and stare at your wrecked form. Absolutely cum drunk, fucked out, frenzied mess that you are. Without any warning, he pulls you closer to his chest and strokes your cheeks with his thumb. It's an odd gesture of gentleness coming from a man like Lloyd. How can he not be when the most beautiful, pretty and precious boy is beside him. Now that the initial lust has faded (well, mostly for him) he just knows one thing, “You're mine”

Not knowing what to say, you just stare at him and wonder, is life going to be really bad if you decide to be his? The weired sense of possessiveness and protectiveness radiating off of him do nothing to alleviate your confusion. As sleep slowly creeps on your exhausted eyes, your subconscious mind delivers, “I'm yours”

～⁠～⁠～ ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡～⁠～⁠～

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