some open ended nsfw lawrence x fem reader shtuff xd cus im bored lulz
as your hand smoothes over sickly flesh, you feel the hitches of sobs echoing through your lovers chest. you audibly giggle and shake your head slightly.
“ do you ever think that you went for the wrong person? ”
you let the question sit on air for a moment as you let fingers trace upwards and settle under his chin. your thumb presses to the side and caresses the stubble that he hasn’t bothered with for a few days now (it’s not like he could, anyways). your eyes follow the line of the roughed-up rope alone his arms and chest, and then downwards to the duct tape keeping his feet at the metal rest of the bed. your eyes meet his weary ones.
“ i don’t think you did. i think this was fate. this is what the stars would have wanted. don’t you agree? ”
your captor had been lie here for days now. tied down, being spoon fed meals and bathed with a wet cloth. you did a poor job of cleaning him, knowing that he would feel all the worse this way with little effort. smeared, dried blood along cuts and nasty bruises along his body wherever you saw fit. a soft hum left your lips in the form of a pout. you were bored and in dire need of release in anyway you could get it at the moment, and you knew the perfect way.
through the thin layer of cotton you wore, your breasts lay against the side of his chest as you made yourself comfortable. you slowly peeled away the tape that kept his mouth sealed, and he immediately took a deep breath to shout and protest . . until you shoved two fingers into his mouth.
“ mm - mm, ” you shook your head. “ i wouldn’t recommend that. i have the upper hand here, and all of your tools at my disposal. be a good boy for me and suck. ”
with hesitation, he did as you asked. his sunken cheeks hollowed around your index and middle. they tasted of cough syrup, and felt a little sticky between his lips and tongue. it hit him — you had gone through the cabinets in his bathroom when you went to bathe. he protested and spit your fingers out, but you were quick to cover his mouth with your hand. you wanted him to swallow all of the saliva mixed with sedative you had fed him. he writhed beneath you, as if he had a choice in the matter; it was far too late for that now.
you heard him gulp, and felt him pull his head back for at least one last breath before he was no longer in control.
“ that’s my good puppy. now bark for me. ”
his head fell back, and under his breath you heard it.
some open ended nsfw lawrence x fem reader shtuff xd cus im bored lulz
as your hand smoothes over sickly flesh, you feel the hitches of sobs echoing through your lovers chest. you audibly giggle and shake your head slightly.
“ do you ever think that you went for the wrong person? ”
you let the question sit on air for a moment as you let fingers trace upwards and settle under his chin. your thumb presses to the side and caresses the stubble that he hasn’t bothered with for a few days now (it’s not like he could, anyways). your eyes follow the line of the roughed-up rope alone his arms and chest, and then downwards to the duct tape keeping his feet at the metal rest of the bed. your eyes meet his weary ones.
“ i don’t think you did. i think this was fate. this is what the stars would have wanted. don’t you agree? ”
your captor had been lie here for days now. tied down, being spoon fed meals and bathed with a wet cloth. you did a poor job of cleaning him, knowing that he would feel all the worse this way with little effort. smeared, dried blood along cuts and nasty bruises along his body wherever you saw fit. a soft hum left your lips in the form of a pout. you were bored and in dire need of release in anyway you could get it at the moment, and you knew the perfect way.
through the thin layer of cotton you wore, your breasts lay against the side of his chest as you made yourself comfortable. you slowly peeled away the tape that kept his mouth sealed, and he immediately took a deep breath to shout and protest . . until you shoved two fingers into his mouth.
“ mm - mm, ” you shook your head. “ i wouldn’t recommend that. i have the upper hand here, and all of your tools at my disposal. be a good boy for me and suck. ”
with hesitation, he did as you asked. his sunken cheeks hollowed around your index and middle. they tasted of cough syrup, and felt a little sticky between his lips and tongue. it hit him — you had gone through the cabinets in his bathroom when you went to bathe. he protested and spit your fingers out, but you were quick to cover his mouth with your hand. you wanted him to swallow all of the saliva mixed with sedative you had fed him. he writhed beneath you, as if he had a choice in the matter; it was far too late for that now.
you heard him gulp, and felt him pull his head back for at least one last breath before he was no longer in control.
“ that’s my good puppy. now bark for me. ”
his head fell back, and under his breath you heard it.
disregarding my last post i’m so sorry for my absence. life is kicking my ass. i have a 3 hour algebra class in abt an hour ( every Tuesday …. ). my schedules fucked up, every Tuesday i’m on campus 9am-8pm bc of classes, labs, etc. and i’ve just been playing genshin a whole ton and league. i’m going back to my femcel state
this trailer made me go fucking insane i need them to sandwich me. I might lose my mind if i don’t get absolutely stuffed like an oreo by these two. i have never came harder than i did while reading a fic abt these two taking turns on reader ( me ) .