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lhenrycavil · 7 months

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You and Henry are going camping and since it's your first time alone together, you're stressed. Now is the time for him to show you some things.

Henry looks at you and says: Let Me look at you… come sit here baby girl🤤

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lhenrycavil · 7 months

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Sy just got back and since you know he wants a shower, he tells you ‘Come on honey, i need u now.

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lhenrycavil · 7 months

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Oh My Little Girl, come here🤤

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lhenrycavil · 8 months

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You Never Learn

Synopsis: You belong to August Walker. You know his rules and requirements, but you’re too much of a brat to listen.

Warnings: dom!august, brat taming, sub!reader, choking, nipple clamps, possessive, overstimulation, cream pie.

Note: I used to be fallenangelbb here on the Henry Cavill side of tumblr but deleted my account and have regretted it ever since. So here I am reposting my work :)

“The fuck are you doing?” August snarled as he walked into the bedroom. You had been so unbelievably needy and wanting. The overwhelming desire for him killing you. But he wasn’t there, and you were left with no idea when he would return. “I thought I told you only I could touch you. That includes you.”

You knew this, but you had no idea you would get caught. Your face flushed with fright, body stilling in place, leaving your little finger still connected to your sweet bundle of nerves. But somehow, your mouth watered in anticipation.

The glare he gazed at you with was poisonous, but you knew he was just as excited as you felt. You saw the gleam in his eyes and a smirk was dangerously tugging on the corner of his mouth. You felt your stomach clench as he took long strides towards you. “Stand,” he commanded. You knew better than to disobey.

As you rose to your feet, he grabbed something out of his closet- the closet. You heard the metal hitting leather, informing you before your sight had the opportunity. He stuck his hand above your knee, forcing your thighs apart.

August began putting his favorite set on you. It was black and silver, and never failed to make the room smell like leather conditioner and lust. He closed the latches around each of your legs, the soft strip sitting just below your bum and gently squeezed you. He closed the one around your waist that now connected to the ones around your thighs. The calloused pads of his fingers lingered on your skin, teasing you enough to earn a whimper.

“Hold out your wrists.” He wrapped the individual cuffs onto you; a clasp dangled from each one. You kept your wrists outward, unsure as to what else he wanted from you.

Without warning, he softly slapped each of your breasts and pinched your nipples, bringing both to a perky mound. He didn’t make a sound, but you took in a sharp breath and flinched under the sudden touch. He brought a clamp to your nipples, sliding the adjuster to whatever tightness he saw fit. It was painful, but it was the type of pain that could not exist without pleasure. You mewled, tears springing to your eyes and your arousal beginning to seep down your thighs.

“Stomach to the table,” he motioned to the coffee table by the small sitting area in your bedroom. With each step you took, the leather garter gripped at your skin.

The edge of the table reached perfectly to your hips. As you leaned over, you could feel his steel eyes burning into you. The wood was cool against your skin, making the metal pulling on your throbbing nipples even colder. He took his time coming over to you. He wanted you to lay there in agony. He wanted you to suffer.

You finally heard his footsteps nearing you. You realized he had ridden of his clothing when you felt his hard member brush against your exposed core- even the smallest touch causing you to cry out. He struck your right ass cheek with the whip you didn’t even notice he was holding, making you gasp. “Next time you forget who you belong to, you’ll have this to think back on.”

August struck you four more times before dropping it to the ground. He rubbed circles into your surely red, irritated skin. He reached for your wrists, grabbing ahold of the clasps on the cuffs and attaching each to the metal loop that connected all of the leather straps. You were bound. Now that he finally had you how he liked you, he plunged into you.

Beautiful groans left his body as he rammed into you with all of his force. His hands found your hips; he latched on to them, gripping you so hard you felt them beginning to bruise. You wailed as he continually hit your sweet spot. He held your legs shut together with his own, making the sensation of him completely pulling out and shoving back in unbearable.

He could feel you constricting around his girth. He let one of his hands abandon your hip and snake up to your throat, forcing you to look back at him. “You will not fucking cum unless I say, got it?” He barked, tightening his grip around your pretty little neck.

“Y-Yes, sir,” you choked out, your voice rough and muffled from the pressure against your windpipe. He kept your eyes on his, his assault on your body only growing rougher but the second. The sweat on his brow made his usually neat hair stick to his forehead.

Your vision was beginning to blur and your body was shaking. You came without even realizing it. You convulsed beneath him, making you receive a loud smack against your ass. “You never fucking learn, (Y/N),” he snarled, not stopping his thrusts. It was becoming too much. Your body was overly sensitive, and the shaking wouldn’t subside.

“I’m- I’m sorry, s-sir. I didn't mean to!” You pleaded, but he didn’t listen. He released your neck, only to return his hand to your hip. You cried out every time his tip hit your throbbing cervix. A sigh left you as he finally released his hot cum inside of you, but he didn’t stop slowly pumping in and out of you.

He growled when he eventually exited your body. You felt the mixture of your arousals dripping down your folds, but he quickly scooped it back up onto his fingers and shoved it back inside of you. He left you lying on the table as he watched from the other side of the room, ensuring that not a single drop went to waste.

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lhenrycavil · 8 months

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Daddy needs you now princess… 🌪️

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lhenrycavil · 8 months

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Sy just got home and he misses you a lot.🖤

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lhenrycavil · 8 months

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Ok, I’m fine 🥵

Examination

Synopsis: Professor Walker fantasizes about one of his students.

Warnings: au Professeur!August, August’s pov, mentions of oral, restraints, and penetration, presumed age gap, kind of stalker vibes?

Note: after literal years of sitting with this, I *finally* have an idea for a part two… ;)

The auditorium was large and always seemed so hollow until the university’s students filled the seats. I was leaning against my broad desk, arms crossed over my chest as I watched them file into the room. I took a mental note of everyone who showed up while I waited for them to prepare for the lecture.

As I waited for her to stroll through the door.

I couldn’t help but wet my bottom lip as she made her way to her usual place; just to the right of my workspace, three rows up.

I pried my gaze from her and cleared my throat.

“Please turn your attention to the screen above,�� I instructed before turning off most of the lights.

I dimmed them just enough for the students to still write notes on the documentary.

And for me to see her.

The glow of the film illuminated her pure little face. Her eyes so bright as she stared at the screen- so full of life I wanted so desperately to help her explore.

I could already picture her kneeling before me, those innocent eyes begging for me to allow her a taste. I wanted to run my thumb across her cheek and grasp her chin as she would take me into her lush mouth.

It took everything in me to stifle the groan emerging in my throat.

I ran a hand over my face, my mustache scratching my palm, and attempted to grade some past assignments. I tried to plan for future lectures. Fuck, I even tired watching the damn documentary myself.

But my attention always landed on her.

I took in how she wrote on that cute pink notebook of hers. The way her elegant wrist moved with each stroke of the pen she wielded.

I could practically feel the roughness of my favorite red rope in my hands. I wanted to fasten her wrists together in knots as beautiful as the skin they strained against.

My cock twitched against the now tight fabric of my trousers.

I wanted to secure them to- god, to anything while I devoured her body and soul. To taste her in every fucking way possible.

My heart skipped a beat when her eyes flicked over to mine. To feign disinterest took every ounce of my focus.

Even when my now throbbing length begged to feel her clench around me. To brush away that stray piece of hair that now fell over her eyes, only to grip it all into my fist while I fucked her.

Suddenly it was too quiet.

Fuck.

It wasn’t the first time I’d spent the entirety of the class gawking at her. I’m sure it wouldn’t be the last.

I cleared my throat again to get their attention.

“Please fill out the questionnaire online,” I ordered while turning the auditorium lights back on.

She looked like an angel as they shown down on her.

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lhenrycavil · 9 months

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When August saw you in his favorite dress, he could no longer wait. He whispered softly in your ear, wanting to be as close to you as possible, his breath tickling your skin was enough to make you shiver with anticipation.

My warm breath on your breasts

Do you feel it?

I love it when you are on top of me

Feel my fingers rubbing it

I wanna hear you moan my name

Feel my fingers slowly going in.

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lhenrycavil · 9 months

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Professor Cavill, He was very strict and very sensitive to you. After the long and fierce discussion in class, he had asked you to go to his office quickly because he couldn't control himself anymore and he wanted to show you his feelings in a different way.

when you entered his office, his eyes were gleaming, he put his hands on your waist, smelled your scent and kiss you so hard...🫢♥️

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lhenrycavil · 9 months

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