#lmao the state farm universe get FUCKED Kjhkjhasd

[finniestoncrane]

Something horny with State Farm Riddler? 👀

State Farm!Riddler x GN!Reader, word count: 1k anon you are KILLING me lmao you were in there QUICK with this!! he's a good riddler, i don't blame you!! so i spun the wheel and got degradation which... yeah... and then i picked some of my own prompts to fill it out!! just a silly little thing for you!! 💚 request info �� prompt list • send me a request • kofi • masterlist minors DNI!! 🔞 cw: degradation, humiliation, boot licking, cane licking, acts of services

"Don't rush this. You want to get it right, not just stand there making pathetic attempts, each of which are further away from the correct response than the last."

He was right. You had to do this correctly, and first time at that. No point in offering him more fodder for his canon already loaded with stinging, tantalising insults.

"And I want you to take your time, to really appreciate how this makes you feel. Let it seep into your bones, bruise your dulled psyche. You're pathetic. Worthless. And you like it like that."

"Eddie, I-"

The end of his cane, cool and curved, slid under your chin, tilting your head up to look towards him. There was a slight smile on his lips, creases forming as it spread into his cheeks.

"Now, now. Don't get too familiar. I don't want you thinking that you're anything more than what you really are. And on that note, shall we begin?"

His free hand gestured widely to the space before you, inviting you into it, close to him, to begin your task.

"I need to see my face in those. Quickly."

Lowering your upper half, you leaned into his shoes, noting the way your warmth breath formed a light cloud against the patent leather. With your tongue outstretched, you made contact, trying to ignore the taste and focusing more on the action, the way this levelled act of servitude made you warm between your legs. But you quickly deterred by him shaking his leg.

"Come on now, you're just slobbering over them. Terrible attempt. And now they look worse than before. That's just... awesome."

He sighed, sliding his dark glasses down his bridge before pinching between his brows, shaking his head, and then tidying himself up again. You were a disappointment, but he could see something in you, at least. Room for improvement, if you could just get it together.

"I suppose we know that you're only good for one thing then. So why don't you press out that tongue, open your mouth wide, and try and not get too distracted by your desperate, aching hole. Ok?"

The smile he wore was so genuine it didn't even strike you as facetious, and it enthused you, a little bit of encouragement to get back on track. So, with your tongue pointed out once more, you ran it up along the length of his cane, struggling to reach at the last few inches and spluttering as you tried to ease yourself up while maintaining as much of a sensual demeanour as possible.

"Really? At your limit already?"

"No! No, I can-"

"One. More. Try."

You shuffled closer on the floor, letting your legs suround the cane as you pulled it into you. For a few minute it went well, your tongue flicking over the long handle, soft kisses placed against it to break up the ministrations. But before long you were feeling the effects of his gaze, the way those blacked out glasses stared at you, into you. Guess work just to figure out if he was actually paying attention, and yet still feeling like he was looking straight into your soul.

And that smile. Ever present, charming, demanding, in on the punchline long before you in a way that only caused paranoid suspense to choke you. Alluring enough that you could pretend he was pleased with you, pleased enough that he was enjoying himself. The idea of that alone...

Of course, he noticed long before you that you had begun grinding, almost unnoticeable, pressing his cane between your legs and soaking in the feeling of arousal that the hard, firm length sent through your body. Distracting enough that you forgot what you were actually there for. Tongue hanging from your mouth as you sighed breathily in your own masturbatory black hole.

"And here I was thinking you could take this chance and do something with it. It's difficult to admit when I'm wrong, but there's a first time for everything, I suppose. You should be ashamed of how easy it was to wipe you out. To have you so flustered that you couldn't perform one simple task."

"Fuck."

"Indeed. Stand up. And come here."

Whatever that meant, you were in. You stood before him, eyes focused on your own reflection in his dark glasses when you realised that you couldn't see through the tint to his own. He inched closer to you, and you to him, mirroring as a response to the tension. But you were left humiliated when you reached your lips out to what you had thought was an invitation to kiss, left falling ever so slightly forwards as he pulled away with a chuckle and a mischievous smirk.

"Uh-uh-uh. This isn't a reward. This is a punishment. Did you really think you'd be in receipt of something so sweet?"

"I thought maybe- I can do better! I'd love to show-"

"No. No. Wrong again! This is... This isn't a space to even utter the word love. It's the opposite! What isn't love? This, pet. This is what love isn't. Now, back on your knees and try again. We'll keep going until you can do a good enough job."

With a fresh flush of embarrassment across your cheeks, you eased yourself back into the starting position, poised and ready for him, gaze averted in an attempt to hide your bashfulness. But he had already noted it.

"Wow. You really are weak for this. Is the rest of you blushing this violent shade of red? Shall we take a look?"

It was another trap, obviously. Another attempt to lure you into a flase sense of security, where you knew what his intentions were with you. But of course, it was a trick. You weren't going to get what you wanted out of this, not until he had gotten his. Still, you moved your hands to the buttons of your shirt, dropping them to your pants when he shook his head, and eventually letting them fall to your side as he slid his glasses down to pinch the bridge of his nose and sigh.

"Amazing. Really! I might keep you around, if only for the entertainment value."