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『feelin like makin some ppl in my discord cry, so I decided to make this to behead them. 🥰』

𝐂𝐘𝐁𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐗

『when push comes to shove—』

dom!red velvet x bratty!reader (afab — she/her)

color code 『text portion』: red for red velvet.

tw// nsfw themes, joi, implied exhibitionism and dubcon, camcording, orgasm denial, masturbation, degradation/humiliation, mentions of choking, oral, the whole shabbang, primal play, phone sex

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

Red Velvet is usually well behaved during meetings.

Usually…

This time he had to excuse himself. He’s a general, why is he excusing himself from Dark Enchantress’s meetings? Well, there was one fiery reason. A certain y/n kept calling him during the meetings, texting him, trying to get his attention and to distract him. Oh but she’s been at this for a while— wearing revealing uniforms, flirting with the other dark cookies, disobeying him deliberately to make him mad… and everyone else thought Red Velvet didn’t really have any patience. He does with you, but he can only take so much.

He had his phone set to not alert him when he received texts, but they came regardless in quick secession, his phone endlessly vibrating in his pant pocket. He exhaled through his nose, and put his cake hand to his forehead, looking annoyed as he sat at his position at the round table. But then, it felt as though the vibrations of his phone only got louder n his ears. This continued on for a few agonizingly slow minutes until he rose his hand to speak. “Red Velvet Cookie, you have a word?” Dark Enchantress saw as her attention turned towards the crimson general. He swallowed a small lump in his throat and looked around to see everyone looking at him. “I’ll be back, I have to use the restroom. I feel sick.” He lied as he got up to leave the office room. With a slam of the office room door, he charged in a speed walk. He knew he had to deal with this sooner or later, but now? Come on, y/n. Have some decorum for this man.

He found a bathroom and locked himself in it, getting in one of the stalls. He called y/n back in a furious bout as he leaned against the stall door. When he found that you weren’t answering, he growled. “Ah hell no, brat’s ass.” He whispered as he went straight to spamming you with texts.

『call me.』

『no 🥰』

『nah don’t pull that “no 🥰” bs w me. you’re leaving me voicemails of you moaning n whining n shit. keep it up and i’ll give you sumn to whine abt.』

『ohohohoooo look who thinks he’s big and bad? Bet you would do sumn to me soft ass 🧚‍♀️』

『you’re asking for hell you little cunt.』

A wave of calls flooded to y/n’s phone. All with the same caller id: “Red Velvet 🎂🩸.” All were causally denied. He doesn’t have time for your shit. He let loose there.

『answer. now.』

『fuckin slut. answer the damn phone i’m tired of your shit. imma get crepe to hack your ip n make you answer.』

『OKAY OKAY CHILL I’LL ANSWER. Goddamn.』

And he called again after that. You almost hesitated before answering the call. Was he mad? You hoped so, but the doll in you? The side he loved more than himself, was scared to face him. Regardless, with a huff, you answered the phone.

“Hello?” Y/n answered sassily, making red groan in annoyance. “Hey. Where you at?” He asked, his voice sounding tired. He sat on the toilet seat with a grunt. “In my room? Why?~ Are you gonna come and punish me?~” You cooed into the phone, making him shiver. Knowing of his current predicament, he couldn’t physically go. The other dark cookies were expecting him back. Not that they cared, they could relay everything when he returned. However, something else had crossed his mind for a brief moment. Something more… risqué. Something that would make them break down, just like how he was intending.

“Get on the bed.” He commanded. It did, through the phone it did sound like a command. A demand. You didn’t move, you only laughed as you leaned against your bedroom window. He growled again through his nose. “I don’t hear you moving. You get your ass on the goddamn bed. Right the fuck now.” His tone of voice, low quiet and aggressive, like he was cornering prey, sent chills down your spine as you slowly creeped towards your bed, laying on it. You stated up at your ceiling, feeling as though it was mocking you. “Okay.” Y/n said as she exhaled deeply. “You’re gonna do as I say. Is that camera still on that you were using?” “Yeah why-“ “I want you to record yourself… I want you to record yourself on that camera and when we’re done, I want you to send that video to your phone and send it to me. Understand?” You started to sweat, your cheeks turning a bright shade of crimson. Who knew that he was freaky? It never crossed your mind when you were being a brat with him. But now, now he has you where he wants you— a scared kitten, being cornered by an eagle, waiting to strike.

You went to turn that camera to record as it sat on the tripod. Facing it towards the bed, you swallowed, having never done this before. You remembered however that this was the effect of your actions. You had to hang through with stride. You got back on the bed, feeling warmer than before. You felt an invisible eye on you Thai was the camera, that red light teasing you. Second after second passed by as it recorded what would go down in a few minutes.

“The camera’s recording?” Red Velvet asked you sternly. You affirmed that it was. He suddenly emitted a dark chuckle after a moment of silence. That was usually a sign that scheming behavior was flooding his brain.

“Take your pants off. Take off your underwear and just lay there with your legs up and open. Lay in a position where I can easily see your face.” You blushed at his directions, asking you to basically whore out for him. You slowly took off your pants and undergarments, attempting to reposition while kicking away the clothes so that they would fall off the footboard of the bed. “O…kay..” you said shakily. “Your top. Off. Anything under that also comes off.” “Why didn’t you just say get naked or undress?” “Don’t question me just do as I say.”

You do as he says once more, putting your phone down to take off your top and matching bra before picking your phone back up. The coldness of the room came to greet your body eagerly, your legs open to let the coolness tease at your hot cunt as it’s natural slickness started to increase. You whined quietly at this, feeling your body betray you. “Is it cold in there?” “Shush.” “Aww…. No. I’m not gonna. Now, I want you to listen to me real good okay?”Y/n swallowed and responded with a quick “yep.” He sighed as the imagery of her crept into his head. He imagined her, naked and hot laying on her bed, crying and moaning like a pathetic little whelp he made you out to be. He felt his pants get tighter at the thought of fucking her. That camera, recording their every move, every sound, every minute and every second. He swallowed and moved his hand to his hair, sweeping it back in a quick agitated motion.

“Take your free hand and work your little clit. Make sure the camera can see.” Y/n’s breath caught in her throat before her eyes went wide. She looked at the camera lens like a deer in headlights. She then looked down at herself, wondering if really messing with Red was a good idea. “C’mon, I don’t hear you.” His voice echoed through the speaker of the phone. She shook in the bed with nervousness, moments of silence passing by. “Not sure of what to do..? Aww, little baby’s nervous. Little baby’s embarrassed,” he said with a chuckle, “play with your pretty little cunt for me or I’ll show the others just how horny you get.” The thought of being toyed with by him in front of the others, the exposure, the eyes, the humiliation… being naked in front of the other guys especially. Licorice was a little punk bitch, but Dark Choco? He was like Red Velvet’s older brother. To be like that in front of that fallen prince— soul crushing. But it made you feel hot. As the thoughts crept in your head and made a home of your brain, your hand suddenly snaked its way down your bare stomach, down to your core where it began to fester and move around, entertaining your mind and giving you something else to focus on. As y/n felt her cold fingers trace her now swollen clit, making her cunt swell and leak with want and need, realization hit her like a flood. And so did more heat. The noises she was making prior to this made Red laugh, sighing though his nose as he saw that victory was in his reach.

“Look who’s having fun,” Red started, starting to pant as the thoughts in his head grew stronger, making his pants grow ever so much tighter, “imagining the show playing out in your head, aren’t you? About how everyone’s gonna see me choke you against the wall as I pound you in, about how I’m going to make you gag on my cock like you can’t breathe, about how I’m going to hunt and corner you down like a lost little whelp before I devour you whole and allow the others to listen to your wretched moans, your puny little voice, so helpless under me, aren’t you?” He spine as he felt himself undo his own bottoms, helping himself to some of the pleasure you were also getting. He jacked to the sound of your pitiful cries, using precum as moisture to hold no pain.

“Fuck yourself for me. Hard.” Red panted into his phone, trying not to be too loud. Your eyes, locked shut as you hung onto every word he said, his voice sending you over the edge of ecstasy as the images that he laid in your mind holding hostage like parasites. Y/n shakily began to masturbate, getting a steady quick rhythm after a few pumps of her finger, using her thumb to take her clit. She moaned loudly, feeling tears roll down her cheeks. “I’m so-o-r-y, Red! I-I’m ss-or-rryy-!” “Sorry? For what? What are you sorry for?” You could barely speak, the pleasure was almost too much as this point, as even the air around you felt electric. Your toes curled as they attempted to grab at the sheets under them, the velvety sheets that cursed you as only the physical contact with them was enough to send jolts of pleasure up your body. “B-Being a l-ittle bra-aaat! Pl-leeease Re-ed, please please please-!” He laughed as he felt his own strokes grow faster and more intense as his cock started to leak out onto the restroom floor, his pants almost becoming feral in nature, like he had just run a mile. “Please what you little horny fuck? Please what? Huh?! Answer me you whore!”

You yelped at his words, feeling the pleasure rush to your brain like it was losing blood. You heard him growl in an animalistic manner. “Add another finger if you’re not gonna answer, I’ll make you answer!” Like clockwork, you did as you were told, finding it more difficult to keep a sturdy grip on your phone as your hand jittered. Y/n fucked her soaked leaking cunt as she tried to muster out words to make sentences, but nothing would come out coherent. Every time she tired, Red would laugh and defile her for even trying to speak, knowing what kind of state she was in, being able to speak was the last of her problems. “P-Please Red, please please- pleeease let me cu-umm! Pl-leasse!” You pleaded as you suddenly felt something similar to a spring start to charge in your lower abdomen. “Do you really think you deserve to cum after all you’ve done to me? You whore, you’re not allowed to!” He yelled out in between rough grunts and pants. He was getting close himself as the tip of his cock was covered in precum, the tip being blushed with heat and the rise of blood. “Yell out my name, you dirty girl! I wanna hear you, let the others hear you!” Like automatic, your mouth yelled out the words, “Red Velvet” over and over, like a mantra that was blessed by the devil himself to plague you, to curse you. You were screaming to the hilltops, your throat nearly hurting, your cunt a throbbing mess as it dared to bust. “Red Velvet, please! Pl-lease! I’m-m sorryyy! Let me cuuuummm! I’m sorry!” “Are you my little slut?” “Ye-e-e-sss!” “Answer me confidently, are you my little slut?!” Your voice was about to give out, you could barely see as your hand started to cramp from how long you were going, “Yes! Yes I’m your little slut! I’m Red Velvet’s little slut, please let me cum please please please please!”

As he felt his climax begin to form, he wanted her in his cock so bad, sucking the cum out of him to fill her up, going over and over again to ensure that she was just as filled as the best quality cream puff. “If you cum I will fill you up, do you understand me? I will fill you to the brim and I will not stop until I feel like you’re full. I want to see you full of yourself so bad it hurts me… nnNNGH-!” Both of their voices seemed to interlock before Red Velvet gave out after a few minutes. You kept begging and begging while saying his name over and over and over, humiliating yourself. The air around you had slowly become hot, wrapping around you like a weighted blanket. You could barely take it anymore and you were just about to bust like a gushing volcano about to erupt. But when you finally said those words over the phone, the ones that made you laugh and cry and squirm around to see stars, you couldn’t love him more than you already did.

Y/n came, and oh she came hard. She was waiting for him to say those words to her, demeaning her like the little whore he saw her as. But oh, also little did he know the predicament he put himself in. As y/n’s punishment came to a close, he painted a cleaned up his little mess he made, before saying, “oh we’re not done, when I get back to my portion of the tower, we’re gonna start all over again. Turn that goddamn camera off and get back on the bed and I swear to god, if I find any kind of suspicion that you’ve been touching yourself before I get back, I’m going to fuck the shit out of you and I’m not listening to your cries of mercy do you-“

“AAAAHHHH WHAT THE FUCK- RED GOD- UGH!” Licorice Cookie had yelled as he sped walked off in the opposite direction. Red quickly straightened himself up before hanging up the phone and slowly walking out of the somehow unlocked restroom. Dark Enchantress must have given him a spare key to unlock it. Red Velvet walked after Licorice with somewhat of a worried look about what Licorice had witnessed. “Licorice, you okay?” “FUCK OFF, YA NASTY. EW. GET AWAY FROM ME.” “Bruh cmon-“ “Shut the fuck up man, god I cant even use the bathroom in this bitch!”

And there Red Velvet stood, a flushed and embarrassed man. That bathroom was too echoey and it didn’t even bother to hide the sounds he was making anyway.

Oh well. At least he had you to deal with later. Y/n, his precious little whore.

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