#I need to finish my little dommy Suguru fic now

[musubi-sama]

Yes I would absolutely do this. And yes this is exactly what would happen to me.

And yes I would thank him and ask for more.

CW: Smut, Anal, Hints of CNC, Female Reader, AFAB Reader

W/C: 1,080

Credit to cafekitsune for the banner

“I said I was sorry, Suguru!” Your words are muffled by the soft sheets below you.

He has you on your stomach, the plush bed molding to your figure perfectly. You would’ve thought he was ignoring you again, if not for the way his strong hands spread your lower cheeks.

“Oh, you’re sorry now?” He clicks his tongue in disappointment.

Maybe sorry was an overstatement. You weren’t entirely there quite yet. Suguru had been sitting at his desk for hours, you think (even though he said it had only been one). The lack of attention was getting on your nerves. It didn’t help that he looked nothing short of perfect in the dim mood lighting, the screen from his laptop illuminating his facial features. You, ever the little needy thing you were, crawled into his lap. It was harmless at first. He rested his hand on your lower back, and you twirled one of his long strands between your fingers. He still didn’t stop working, so you decided to up the ante. Your hips began to grind down, your core pressing against his in desperation. You were hoping it was a slick move. It wasn’t. Suguru sighed and closed his laptop, tossing you on the bed before he ripped your pants and underwear down. And that’s how you got in the situation you were currently in.

He admires your tight hole beneath him, paying no mind to the way you try to squirm away. You don’t get very far. He’s sat on the back of your thighs, his body pressing you further into the sheets below. Suguru keeps his gaze set on your asshole while he runs his thumb across it, grinning at the way you twitch.

“You didn’t sound very sorry before.” He remarks, rubbing his thumb across your hole again.

“Is it a crime to want your attention now?”

You’re bitching, but you figure the situation can’t get worse than it already is now. Suguru leans over to reach the bedside table, pulling the drawer open to dig around inside. You don’t see the bottle he pulls out. You’re too busy pouting beneath him.

“No. But there is a right way and a wrong way to ask for it.”

You tried the right way. It wasn’t getting you the results you wanted.

Suguru doesn’t warn you when he pours the cool liquid over your hole. It runs down your skin, the temperature making your spine tingle. You yelp and try to turn around to see what he’s doing, but from your vantage point you can’t see much.

“What’re you doing?!”

“Giving you the attention you wanted.”

Suguru leans back, the sound of his clothes rustling the only noise in the room. He pulls his cock out, it’s heavy and warm in his hand. Precum is dribbling from the tip because despite the way he’s portraying himself now, your actions earlier were affecting him.

“You wanted to be fucked, right?”

You whimper below him because that is what you wanted. You wanted to feel his cock stretch you out. You wanted to feel his skin against yours.

“Like I always say, act like a slut, get treated like a slut.” He pumps his cock a couple times before positioning it in front of your hole. “Come on, say it back so I know you understand.”

You grumble beneath him, unhappy with the condescension dripping from his tone. The lube is sliding down your slit now, the cool temperature of it inches from your pussy.

“Act like a slut, get treated like a s- AH!” You moan, pushing your arms down to hold you up halfway.

Suguru eased the tip of his cock in your asshole as you were speaking. The head stretches you out, your muscles tightly gripping onto him.

“Oh, honey.” He coos, slowly sliding his cock further into you.

Your mouth is hung open while your eyes roll back. The pressure is heavy. You can feel the way the ridges inside you cling to him, begrudgingly parting as he forces himself in.

Suguru pushes your back down until your face is smooshed in the bed once more. He positions your hands above you where he holds them from behind, intertwining his fingers with yours.

“Come on, be a good girl for me. This is what you wanted.” His voice is soft, his breath grazing the side of your ear.

“I wanted you to fuck my p-“ You don’t finish your sentence because now you’re flustered.

He’s all the way inside now, his pelvis pressed against your ass as he pins you down.

“What was that? You wanted me to what? Speak louder, sweetheart.”

He’s fucking with you. Any remaining common sense you may have had prior to this is steadily dripping from your touch starved cunt, and he’s fucking with you.

Suguru brings his hips back slowly, dragging his cock from you before pushing back in once more. You can feel the pressure of it against your walls. He’s centimeters from your pussy. It aches. You can feel your walls stretching, you can feel how needy your other hole is, deprived of being filled up. There’s some relief in the way your thighs are pressed tightly together, the feeling soothing your clit as he fucks you from behind. But it doesn’t change how empty your pussy feels.

He moans behind you, his hands still holding yours tightly against the bed. He’s set a slow pace, not being too harsh despite this being a punishment. Was it a punishment, really? The lube makes it painless, his cock easily sliding in and out from you. You’re letting out moans because it does feel good. You just know it could be so much better.

Suguru fucks into you, the tightness making his breathing stutter. There’s drool seeping from your lips into the bed below.

“You’re so fucking t-tight.” He grunts.

You whimper beneath him, desire pooling in your gut as he fucks your ass. You think he must be getting close because his speed increases. It feels so fucking good for you too, but it’s not enough, and he knows that. Suguru pushes into you a couple more times before he cums, the warm liquid filling you up. You’re a mess below him, somehow satiated yet still desperate. He pulls his cock from you, admiring the way his cum begins to spill from your asshole.

“Now turn over.” He orders, with the promise of a long night ahead of you.

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