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Request for @tenswife (Yandere WayV Maknaes) 4.1k, yandere, asylum patients, needles, drugs, restraints, manipulation, delusions, hallucinations, choking, bruising, kidnapping, loss of mental stability (@starillusion13)

“Stay away from the triplets.”

That wasn’t something you wanted to hear on your first day. All it did was make you aware of how dangerous this place was. That’s what you thought anyway, an asylum isn’t exactly a place for sane people, and this wasn’t making you feel better. Even with that in mind you were told it would be a good idea to get some help, professional help that is. The stress from work was really getting to you as of late, and it was becoming noticeable. You needed a break, and you needed to do better for yourself. A place like this had counselors, people who could understand your issues and help, so you figured it wouldn’t be a bad idea to check yourself in for a few days.

You had taken the time off work, and your friends knew where you’d be so no one had to worry about you. Once you had signed all the paperwork and changed your clothes one of the nurses showed you around. Everyone here was getting help for different reasons, and some patients were more extreme than others, so depending on one’s condition, they’d be on a certain floor. Since you were there for simple counseling and stress relief remedies you’d be on the second floor. You’d have full access to the second floor, and what it offered, but would be unable to enter any other floor. Only the staff could get to multiple floors.

Although there was a common area on the third floor where all types of patients could intermingle under supervision. It was meant to make sure no one, not even the more difficult cases, felt so isolated from the rest of the world. If you wanted to be there you needed a staff escort and would be assigned a supervisor. Visiting this place was part of the tour, and as you were looking around your gaze was drawn to something. There were three boys sitting together in a corner, drawing with crayons and giggling. They seemed to be childish despite being grown adults. The nurse realized what you were looking at and gave you a warning.

The triplets, as she called them, were nothing but trouble. They weren’t related to one another, and were admitted at different times. Of course the nurse couldn’t tell you what floor or what reasons they were admitted for, but they told you those three were dangerous. You were still curious, but such a warning in this place was something to take seriously. You just wanted to get better, so there was no reason to take an interest in other patients. For the first few days as you settled in you remained on your designated floor, even making a friend with your next door roommate. They had only been there for a week longer than you, but they knew quiet a lot.

“There are five floors in total.” Mina explained. “The first one as you know is the public one for people to get evaluated, or come visit their loved ones. Second floor, where we are, is for those of us who are sane and autonomous, and can help themselves with their own care. Third floor is where the common area is, as well as where the long term patients like us stay. Fourth floor is for those who are mentally unstable, and the fifth floor… that’s where they keep the psychos.”

“Noted.”

Since you were doing well, seeing a counselor and participating in stress relieving activities, you thought it would be alright to visit the common area and see what it had to offer. You went up with Mina, being reminded of the rules and regulations to follow while there. The two of you found some board games to play while also watching some TV. It all seemed peaceful and relaxed, but then you noticed the triplets in the corner again.

“Mina.”

“Hm?”

“The triplets… do you know what floor they’re from?”

“Fifth.”

“Wait, what? I thought the fifth floor was for psychos, and they’re allowed here?”

“Yeah. What’s crazier is that those three come from well-off families and the rumors are they harassed girls and shit. They all got admitted at different times but stuck together for some reason. They behave so they’re allowed here. Just ignore them.”

“Right…”

They didn’t draw attention to themselves so it was fairly easy to ignore the triplets and just focus on whatever you were doing. Although one day you caught one of the triplets staring at you. When you met his gaze you kind of froze, but what sent chills down your spine was the fact you couldn’t read his face at all. Maybe he was just zoning out, but either way you moved away once you broke eye contact. You thought that would be the end of things, but it was only the beginning.

Since many of the patients gathered in the common area, weekly and daily announcements were done there. You were sitting off to the side, mainly alone, when a boy slowly approached you. He was very shy, and had a bit of trouble making eye contact, but he was certainly trying. He seemed familiar to you, but you couldn’t quite place it. He was probably someone who was always around in the common area you just never really noticed them. You didn’t know his situation, and he didn’t seem like a bad person so you left him alone. That is until he managed to speak up.

“You’re really pretty… what’s a pretty girl like you doing here…”

The question was a bit surprising, but you figured there was no harm in answering.

“Things have gotten a bit difficult for me, and I need a break. Plus it’s important to look after my mental health, so I’m here.”

“So… what do you do when-”

“YangYang.”

One of the orderlies came over, grabbing the boy and pulling him away from you. The whole thing confused you until you saw where the boy was put. He was in the corner with two others and you realized he was one of the triplets. It sent chills down your spine and you told yourself to be more careful next time.

🖤

YangYang gave a nasty glare to the orderly when they pulled him away from you. He knew part of the rules for them being the common area was to keep to themselves, but one little conversation should have been allowed. He returned to his group with a pout.

“So, so!” Hendery cheered. “What’s she like?”

A smile appeared on YangYang’s face. “She’s nice, and so pretty up close.”

“We should have her.” Xiaojun said.

🖤

You tried not to let that interaction bother you too much, and continued about your day as normal. You’ve never really had any trouble with anything, but that night you woke up, having heard some weird sounds. You groggily looked around your room until you realized you weren’t alone. You were ready to scream but someone put their hand over your mouth. Two people held you down and then another crawled on top of you, it was YangYang. He smiled down at you, a hand caressing your cheek.

“You’re really pretty… can we finish our conversation from before? What do you do in your career?”

The hand over your mouth slowly moved away. There really was no point in screaming or struggling. They had gotten into your room somehow when it shouldn’t be possible. For your safety and the safety of the others there was a curfew to follow, and all patients were locked in their room. Yet somehow they had gotten in undetected. It made you incredibly nervous and fearful, but you still managed to answer.

“Just… just a corporate job… nothing special…”

“You don’t seem to like it, so why do you stay?”

“I.. it pays the bills… and it’s not a difficult job…”

“Then why are you here? You said you were looking after your health. If it’s not a bad job or a hard one, then what’s wrong?”

“What… what about you… I… I don’t…”

“Oh, yeah, we never properly introduced ourselves, did we?” YangYang chuckled, gesturing to himself then the others. “I’m YangYang, this is Hendery and that’s Xiaojun. It’s nice to meet you.”

“Very nice.” Xiaojun added.

“I… so then… what’s… why are you here…”

“Our families didn’t want us around, and this was the best way to make us disappear.”

“Oh…”

You felt a bit sad upon hearing that. Although while you were distracted with your own thoughts you didn’t notice them moving around until you felt a pinch on your neck.

“Sleep well.”

🖤

You woke up in the morning with a big of a headache, but you didn’t let it bother you too much. If anything you were more concerned over the weird dream you had last night. As you went to get breakfast you found Mina.

“Morning.”

“Hey, good morning.”

“Did you sleep well?”

“Fine, why?”

“I thought I heard some noises last night, and I think I woke up but I’m not so sure.”

“Well, I didn’t hear anything. Slept through the night like a baby.”

“Right… do you know anything about the triplets? Besides what you’ve already told me.”

“Not really. They’re just a bunch of weirdos, there’s no reason to ask about them.”

“Yeah… you’re sure you didn’t hear anything?”

“No, why? Did you?”

“I mean… I’m sure I woke up cause I heard something.”

“Well, even if we’re locked in our rooms, the nurses and orderlies do still roam the halls. There’s nothing to worry about.”

“I guess… none of the patients can access other floors… can they?”

“No. Only staff have clearance. Are you okay?”

“Yeah, yeah, just a weird night that’s left me to question a lot.”

You ended up chalking it up to being a dream and going about your day as normal. You figured you would have weird dreams since you were in such a different place, so it shouldn’t be something to worry about. Except it happened again the next night. There was nothing in particular that woke you up but when you opened your eyes you saw the triplets in your room. YangYang was sitting at the foot of your bed, Hendery at your little desk and Xiaojun sitting on the floor doodling with some paper.

“Do you have a boyfriend?” Xiaojun asked.

“I… uh… I haven’t dated in a while…”

“Can I be your boyfriend!?” Hendery asked.

“What, no, I’ll be her boyfriend.” Xiaojun countered. “I asked first.”

“No you didn’t.”

“Yes I did.”

“I’ll be her boyfriend.” YangYang added.

“No!”

The three argued among themselves for a moment before settling down. They were sharing glances and seemed to be communicating in silence, then they looked at you.

“Can we all be your boyfriends?” YangYang asked.

“Uh… I’m not really looking to be in a relationship right now.”

You weren’t sure what the response to that would be, but it was quite frightening. For a minute they were all quiet, and then they sprung to life. They pinned you down and started tearing at your clothes. Before you could scream a hand was over your mouth and then everything changed. You shot up in bed, panting and looking around in a panic. You were still in your room, but you were alone, and it was clearly daytime. Everything seemed to be fine, but your mind was still racing.

You asked Mina about hearing any noises last night, but once again she heard nothing. You were still freaked out so you avoided the common area for a while. Although you found yourself having some trouble sleeping. You were scared to do so, and triple checked your room to make sure the door was locked and you were alone. You did eventually manage to fall asleep, but randomly woke up at night. You were relieved to find yourself alone, but horrified to see your door wide open.

Against your better judgment you got up and carefully stepped out of your room. You looked down the halls but no one seemed to be around. So you called for a nurse or orderly, wondering if anyone was there. You were about to go back to your room when you saw someone approaching, thinking it was a staff member, but when they got closer you realized you were wrong. Xiaojun skipped over to you with a big smile on your face.

“Hello, welcome, it’s so good to see you.”

“What… what happened… how…”

“Now you can be with us.”

“What?”

Xiaojun gestured to a sign on the wall and you felt your heart drop. According to the number on the wall you were on the fifth floor and not the second. Your first instinct was to run, to find someway out, but of course you were chased. The boy had caught up to you and trapped you in their arms. You screamed and struggled and then you were back in your room, morning sunlight peeking in. It had been another bad dream, and far worse than the last. You weren’t going to get any better if you couldn’t sleep so you spoke to your counselor and managed to get some sleeping pills prescribed. You managed to sleep well that night, but it was short lived.

The next night you woke up to see the door to your room wide open, although you couldn’t get up. You knew all the beds in the asylum had restraints on them, but you never expected yours to be used. You struggled and tried to break free, but there was no getting out of these restraints. Then you saw those three walk into your room. You immediately shut your eyes, telling yourself that this all had to be a dream. With the sleeping pills, weird dreams were probably a side effect.

“Are you having fun?” Hendery asked.

You tried to pay them no attention, wanting to wake up from this nightmare.

“This is just a dream… just a dream…”

“Aww that’s sad to hear, but we can change that.”

You felt another pinch at your neck, and your world melted to black. When you opened your eyes again you saw the morning light in your room, and you could move around freely. The nightmare stuck with you though, like there was this sense of paranoia following you. Everything was making you feel uneasy, and you were suspicious of everything. That led to a breakdown, or so you were told, since the orderlies had to restrain you and sedate you. Because of that incident you wound up getting moved to the fourth floor. It was the last thing you wanted, but you weren’t in control of your health here, at least not fully.

You wound up seeing another counselor from there. They asked about the breakdown and what caused it. You were nervous to admit the truth but were told that if you lied to yourself it wouldn’t help you get any better. You knew they were right so you told the truth about your dreams and how they left you feeling. You were afraid they weren’t just dreams and if they were you couldn’t understand why you were freaking out so bad.

“You’re in a new environment, and even though you know you are safe here there are still many unknowns. I understand the situation surrounding the triplets may be unnerving, but they are always under supervision, and not allowed on any other floors. They’ve shown good behavior that’s allowed them access to the common area but that is all, and that can be revoked at any moment.”

You figured you could be more at ease here after speaking with the counselor. The fourth floor was far more secure than the second, more so considering who was right above you. Besides, there was a lot more focus on you and your individual care so you certainly felt better about yourself in no time. The one-on-one counseling was also really good for you.

“I don’t really understand why I kept dreaming about them…”

“Well, they are real and restricted in their movements, which perhaps reminds you of your own situation. Despite being well off you are still living with struggles, and surely here you’ve found things more easier. I wouldn’t be surprised if you didn’t feel like going home.”

“Why would you say that?”

“You are here to improve your health, and perhaps you haven’t been shown care in your actual life the way you have received it here. Which does bring up the question, is there something that hasn’t been going well in your life?”

“I… I was just working really hard… thinking I was gonna get a promotion… I failed on that end… so I guess I’m just feeling stuck… and I didn’t do much to help myself until I hit my breaking point…”

“Burnout needs more than two weeks of recovery. All this could be your own call for help.”

“I suppose that makes sense…”

You had a lot to think about, and a lot of time too. For the time being you weren’t allowed back in the common area. So you had a lot of time to yourself. You’d eat alone in your room, and found out that the people on this floor were just as friendly, if not more. Although at night you definitely heard noises. Staff roaming the halls and other patients having difficulty sleeping. At least this time you knew you weren’t just hearing things.

“Pretty girl…”

Except for the night you began to hear voices. You woke up and saw those boys again, but you told yourself it was just a dream.

“You’re not real.”

“Are you sure about that?”

“I’m just imagining things… you’re all from the fifth floor… and dangerous…”

“If you say so, we can help you sleep better though.”

You felt the bed dip and opened your eyes to find YangYang on top of you. Before you could say anything his hands were around your throat, choking you out.

“You must be crazy and dumb to think we’re not real.”

“We’re gonna drive you insane so you never leave this place.” Xiaojun added.

“Cause what we want, we get.” Hendery stated.

You couldn’t get YangYang off you, struggling underneath him until you passed out. When you woke in the morning you felt an ache around your throat. You got up and when you looked in the mirror you could see the bruises on your neck. You had no way of hiding the truth, so of course it was brought up in your daily session. You weren’t going to lie, the proof was obvious.

“Those triplets did this to me! They snuck into my room and YangYang choked me! They tried to kill me!” You were freaking out. “I’m not safe here. I need to leave. I know early release is allowed for my situation and-”

“It’s actually not.”

“Huh? When I came here the-”

“You need to go through a reevaluation given your change in situation. From there we-”

“I am not staying here! Those three have been messing with me since I arrived and-”

“Please calm down. You’re letting your emotions-”

“Look at my neck! You think I did this to myself?”

“That is still a possibility as-”

“Let me out!”

Of course the orderlies were called and you wound up being dragged back to your room and restrained. You wanted nothing more than to leave this place and now they were telling you that you couldn’t. You wouldn’t stop your screaming and wound up sedated, falling asleep for a while. When you woke up later you had calmed down, taking a moment to think of your next move. You called for an orderly, and they undid the restraints. Then you demanded your phone call. You could have used the phone whenever back on the second floor, but here you only got a call once a week. There were a list of people to talk to, but you could only think of one person.

“Hello?”

“Ten… I don’t know what happened but-”

“Who are you talking to?” You turned around to find Xiaojun. “The line is dead.”

“What?”

The sound of the dial tone slowly faded in, and your eyes went wide. You turned back to the phone, trying to dial the number again but there was nothing. You were starting to hyperventilate. You looked back for Xiaojun but he was nowhere to be found. Your vision was starting to blur and you collapsed to the ground. You couldn’t really tell what was real or what was fake anymore. You felt like you were losing your mind and eventually the darkness swallowed you up.

🖤

You slowly opened your eyes, and even if you were awake you could tell it was nightfall. As you sat up you saw that this wasn’t your room, but another place entirely. You weren’t sure if this facility had solitary confinement type rooms, but then again your door was wide open. You carefully got out of bed and walked towards the door. This was probably all just some dream. When you got out into the hall you found it eerily quiet, and rather dark.

“Hello! Is anyone there!”

Might not be a good idea to yell into the emptiness, but you couldn’t help it. Your eyes scanned your surroundings and then you realized where you were. This was the fifth floor. You immediately ran. You didn’t want to stay here and you had to find an exit. You really had no idea where you were going when suddenly you came upon a very peculiar scene.

“Good. You’re awake.”

The only common area you knew of was on the third floor, and yet this looked familiar. It was spacious and seemed to have a lot of activities, but what stood out was the emptiness and occupants. The triplets were playing video games, all kinds of junk food and snacks surrounding them. It was just them and no one else. Not a single staff member in sight.

“What… what’s going on…” They all laughed. “What’s happening…”

“You forget what we told you.” YangYang said. “What we want, we get.”

“But… I… I don’t…”

“Don’t get us wrong. We are legally locked up here.” Hendery commented. “Yet money is power. So we’ve made the most of this place.”

“It’s more like home.” Xiaojun added. “And we’ve wanted some company.”

“No… no this isn’t right…”

You took a step back, intending to run off and find an exit but YangYang quickly came over to you. He took your hand and dragged you over to where they were, forcing you to sit down. Next thing you knew Hendery was pressing a glass to your lips and tilting your head back, forcing you to drink this mystery liquid. It didn’t taste awful but you found yourself coughing and gasping for breath afterwards.

“What… what was that?”

You soon got an answer to your question as you began to feel a bit dizzy, your vision blurring and gradually fading in and out. Xiaojun came over to your side and had you lay down, letting you rest your head in his lap. He looked down on you with a smile, gently petting your head. Hendery also feeding you some snacks which you lazily ate. Although even in your dazed state you knew what was going on was wrong.

“I… I have to… leave…”

“You won’t be leaving anytime soon.” Hendery informed. “After all, you clearly had a mental breakdown.”

“And you were moved to the fifth floor.” YangYang stated. “No visits, no real records, you’re basically locked away in here with us.”

“Which isn’t bad at all.” Xiaojun explained. “We can do whatever we want here! Which means we can totally make you crazy on paper and in real life.”

The three laugh and you try to make a move to get up but get held in place, starting to find it difficult to move or even think.

“Things are better this way for all of us.” YangYang said. “It’s what we wanted. No more worries and responsibilities, and that goes for you too.”

“We’re free to just live our lives however we want.” Hendery added. “Doesn’t that sound great.”

“We’ll take good care of you.” Xiaojun reassured. “So just be happy, we got a great adventure ahead of us.”

You had certainly been drugged, and you had no idea if this was a dream or your reality. Either way you had to admit there was a sense of peace with losing your mind. Maybe you should figure out your situation and put yourself back together but for now you were content existing as is. You weren’t alone after all.

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yutaabyss · 2 years

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I love your works! can I request a mark x f/reader smut? both of them are really soft and innocent on the outside but in the bedroom they’re the complete opposite. mark hard dom x submissive reader. filthy, breeding kink, degrading and praising, multiple orgasm w/ squirting, overstimulation (reader screams and cries, tries to stop him).

thank you for being patient! i'm not quite comfortable writing that last bit but i incorporated everything else for you!! i hope you enjoy

(and thank you for your kind words!!)

requested/ study me

characters: mark x female!reader

genre: smut

warnings: breeding kink, degrading and praising, multiple orgasms w/ squirting, overstimulation, oral (f), fingering, he stuffs your panties in your mouth, brief spanking

author’s note: never knew i wanted dom mark

He was so cute sitting there with his round glasses and widened brown eyes: the book in his hands must have taken an unexpected turn. If only you could see him outside of the library, have an actual conversation maybe. But for now, you had to deal with just watching him read his books at the checkout counter while you attempted to study.

Mark Lee was the west campus library assistant and was quite a sight to see. He was extremely dorky, ears always burning when you checked out a book and had to talk to him. But you were just as bad, hands sweaty as you’d hand him your books. He was just so cute and endearing as he sat up front, sometimes sneaking glances at you. Today was no different for the both of you. Rain was falling outside as you rushed into the building, your bag covering your head since you forgot your umbrella. Mark looked up from the new book he was reading, watching you as you set your things on the table nearest the first row of shelves. Most students went to the seating area or on the second floor, however, he’d noticed you always grab a seat at the front tables. He was happy you did, it made it easy for him to look at you as you did your homework.

“Shit,” you whispered to yourself as you got situated. Your guideline papers for a psych project had gotten completely soaked and of course, the professor didn’t post them online. Mark heard you, the library dead silent, “Is everything alright?” he approached you. Your heart raced just a little, “yeah, the rain just decided to destroy my guidelines paper,” you laughed nervously. “What class is it for?” he scratched his neck. “Psych 218,” not only were you completely dying inside because he was talking to you but now you had a glimmer of hope that you wouldn’t fail this project worth 40% of your grade. “Oh, I have that same class,” his eyes widening just as they did when he was reading. “Really, what time?” you looked taken aback. As far as you were concerned, you had never seen him in class. “Morning,” “Ah, that explains why I’ve never seen you in there.” You felt increasingly awkward as you both stood there. “Uh, yeah, um I could make a copy for you?” he felt the same as you. “Seriously? Thank you so much, you are a lifesaver,” you sighed. “No problem, if you want to follow me…” he traveled off.

Mark pulled out the paper, placing it on the copier before closing it. “So, what are you doing your project over?” he tried to sound chill but he was freaking out inside. “I’m not sure yet, what about you?” you watched as the new copy printed out. “Not sure either,” he nodded his head, slapping himself internally for being so fucking awkward with you. “I-if you want we could work on some ideas together,” it was now or never, and honestly you didn’t want to live the rest of your college life just staring at him. No, you wanted to know him, you wanted to see him up close. “Yeah,” he answered quickly too quickly for his own liking.

The psych project was due by the end of the semester, which was approximately two months from now, but after that one interaction, you and Mark had spent almost every night working on it in the library after hours. It had been a full month of you spending every opportunity with him.

mark: hey, can we meet at my place tonight, i’ll pick you up? new library assistant is closing instead of me

you: yeah sure.

This was new, very new, and you were slightly panicked at the thought of being in his dorm.

While Mark honestly only asked for you to come to his because he wasn’t closing the library tonight, he couldn’t help but daydream in his classes about being alone with you in a security camera-free place. He was so shy and nervous around you but he couldn’t lie and say he didn’t go home after every session with you and imagine things. It was so hard to not just kiss you when you sat in front of him, your lips so tempting. And it was so hard not to grab your waist and have you sit back down on his lap when you’d stand up to leave. No matter what scenarios his mind made up through the nights and days, he just couldn’t act on them.

“Hey, you ready?” Mark had been waiting outside your last lecture hall. “Yeah,” your voice came out a bit shaky. “Sorry we can’t just go to the library, if you just want to wait until tomorrow night so we can I understand,” he picked up on your apprehensiveness. “No, it’s fine, really.” It’s not like you didn’t trust him or want to spend the extra time with him, you just couldn’t shake the countless scenes your brain crafted for a moment like this. He was hot, you’d always known that, but after spending so much time with him alone, your nights were filled with lustful thoughts.

Something about the way your exposed thighs rest on his bed, the way the top of your breasts were scattered with goosebumps in his cold room, and the way you seemed so careful as you shifted around into a comfortable position, made all his nerves fade away. He felt rather calm and ready for whatever you wanted to do. “I know we both have our subjects picked out but I kinda wish I did mine over the mind and body's reaction to stimulation, like what is pleasure kinda thing,” he bit into his pencil gently, eyeing you up and down suddenly. Now, you were no fool, you’d thought about it over and over, there was no way cute and dorky Mark Lee couldn’t be a total freak with game. But somehow you were still a little shocked at his shift in mood and sudden vibe change like anxious Mark had seized to exist. “How would you research that?” it was Mark’s turn to be stunned. It’s like both of you had been holding a facade, waiting for the other to break it once the atmosphere presented a single ounce of sexual tension. I guess tonight was the night to show you just how confident he could be.

“I think I’d need to study another person,” his eyes got darker, more lustful as he stared at you. “And how would that be helpful?” you liked this game. “I could find out what makes her feel good and how she reacts.” “It’s never too late to change your project,” you stared right back at him.

Mark pushed forward, grabbing your face and pulling you into a heated kiss. His tongue played with yours, his lips probably bruising yours with how hard he was kissing you. He gripped your thighs, setting you on top of his lap, just like he had fantasized. “Why don’t you help then,” he whispered in your ear, biting down on your lobe like he had the pencil. You moaned at the sensation of him rubbing your core over his covered thigh. “You like it when I make you hump my thighs?” he sounded so hot. “Like it a lot Mark,” you gasped as he sucked on your neck. “Hmm, such a needy slut aren’t you? Hiding behind some bullshit shyness,” you knew you were about to come as he moved your hips faster over himself. “N-no,” you could barely handle how unreal it felt. He just laughed, “oh really? We’ll see about that tonight baby,” his words went straight to your pussy making it throb with need. “What if told you I want to fill that tight pussy of yours up with my cum until it’s dripping down your thighs and your stomach is swollen with my baby in it, huh?” he shoved you off of him onto your back, pulling you toward his body by your legs. “S-stop, don’t say that Mark,” you tried to squeeze your legs together but he was stronger than you. “Why?” he kissed your clothed clit. “I think I’ll fucking cum,” you whined. His smirk was sadistic upon your confession. “Trust me, your gonna cum so many times you’ll forget your name.”

You felt more wetness gush out as he rubbed circles on your swollen clit. “Look at that, soaking through your panties onto my sheets like a fucking whore,” he pulled your panties down, taking in the sight of your glistening folds. “I think you’ve talked too much tonight baby, how about I make you shut up,” “Mark-” he shoved your lavender lace panties into your mouth. Your eyes were wide, “you know,” he leaned closer to your face, “you could just take them out, your hands aren’t tied up baby.” You just lay there still as more wetness coated your lower lips and he watched as it gushed out. Mark chuckled, “dirty slut likes it huh?” he shoved two fingers in you, pumping them at an excruciatingly slow pace. You grabbed onto the blankets next to you, your body not used to taking anything like that, it had been an extremely long time since you’d last had sex. “Damn baby, think you can take my cock?” you moaned his name but it was muffled. “No matter what, you will.” Your walls clenched around his two slender fingers, cumming harder than you usually did when it was your own. You watched as he pulled his digits out of you, his clean hand coming up to pull the panties out of your mouth. “Suck,” he pushed his fingers in your mouth, dick twitching in his pants as you licked his fingers clean of your juices. “Tell me how good it tastes,” he rubbed his hands over your breasts, fingers going to pull your shirt over your head. “Mark,” you whined, feeling a little embarrassed that he made you taste yourself. He kissed your naked boobs, popping the nipple he was sucking on out of his mouth, “Should I just taste for myself?” he crawled back down until he was face to face with your pussy again. “Let’s get this out of your way, I want you to watch me eat your pussy,” he threw your skirt on the floor, “look away and I won’t let you cum again.”

His plump lips kissed your lower ones like he was kissing you. His eyes bore into yours, poking his tongue out to lap at your juices, then going to suck your clit. “Mark, I can’t,” you wanted to throw your head back so bad. He sucked harder, making lewd slurping noises, moaning as he spread your folds open, his tongue fucking you. Mark kept doing this until you couldn’t take it anymore. “Ma-Mark I’m cumming,” he gripped your thighs harder, pulling your pussy into his face more like he couldn’t get enough. Even after you came he kept eating you out, “Mark please,” he pulled away, lips and chin covered in your cum. “Taste so fucking good should have been eating you every fucking night.” You looked down at him, he was still fully clothed, not to your liking at all. He sat back on his heels, wiping your wetness from his face, “what baby?” he had noticed you staring at his very apparent bulge. “Want my cock now huh?” he teased you. “Want me to get you, pregnant baby?” he egged you on more. “How about you flip around for me,” he pulled his belt from the loops.

You shifted onto your hands and knees arching your back just for him. “Hmm, I can’t wait to fuck this pussy,” he stroked his hand over your ass before slapping it hard. Handprints formed on you as he hit each side over and over, making you cry out desperately. “Mark,” you sobbed. He thrust into you without warning, stretching you open just for him. “Oh God,” he moaned as he felt your warm walls engulf his length. “P-please,” you couldn’t take it much longer, it felt like you were going to combust. “I-I can’t, it’s t-too much,” you pulled on his sheets, knuckles whitening. “Almost there baby, you’re doing so good,” his thrusts got more sporadic. “Mark,” you yelled a bit frantically as you came on him, your legs feeling wet and the sheets by your knees feeling damp. “Fuck baby,” he bit his lip, cumming inside of you, the feeling of you squirting all over him pushing him to the edge.

You both lay there in silence for a moment. “Mark,” you said softly, eyes closed as your body fell into exhaustion. “Hmm,” he turned toward you, running his hand through your soft hair. “Did this help your new project?” you smiled a little. He chuckled, “I think I need to study you a few more times.”

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