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Maid for you

ꕥ Pairing : Matsukawa x Maid! Reader

ꕥ Synopsis : When mattsun’s horny. He’s horny.

ꕥ Word count : 2.2k

ꕥ TW : Smut, Blackmail, Manipulation, Shower sex, Dub con, non con (?), dacryphilia, dumbification, slight hand job, fingering, cream pie, perverted thoughts, small age gap (reader 21 but I don’t really mention that), virginity loss, issei a creeeeppp, dom! sub! Dynamic (sub reader), nipple play, ass play, slight breeding kink, foreplay, probs a lot more but issei horny af and likes maid girls okay okay. 18+

He was a workaholic. All day, all night. The funeral home he worked at was exhausting, clients walking into it with tears, and leaving out with more. He had no escape to say the less and for an opportunity to fly abroad, just him and himself even for only a week was something he would snatch at.

And that’s what led him to be sat on his hotel bed, staring at the fan, wondering what his life may be like in ten years time. He’s 27 for Christ sake and the closest thing he’s ever had to a long term relationship is the many hookups he’s been involved in. Just women to women in and out of his room, sometimes he doesn’t even go the full way of satisfying because they look better from behind than up front.

There was no noise in the room. Nothing but the faint noise of his breathing as he continues to picture a potential future lover. Someone he could settle down and have kids with, no scrap that, someone he could fuck over and over and over and never get bored of her. Throw her over the counter and spank her ass until it’s red and sore, suck hickeys into the side of her neck in the shape of his name. Have someone greet him when he comes home from work all tired and agonised, crawl on her knees and let him face fuck her how he needs to. He needs that more than anything, but at this rate he probably won’t get it.

It’s been 18 long months without sex, not even a kiss on his lips. Works been intolerable and all he needs right now is someone to let him touch up and plunge how he wants too, but that’s unlikely, that’s why this holiday would hopefully let him relax, maybe find a cute girl while he’s at i-

KNOCK KNOCK

‘Huh?’ He grunts, lifting himself up on his arms. He stayed staring at the door for a while, confused on who that could be.

Shrugging himself out of bed he didn’t bother to put on a top, only sufficing with his sweatpants. He wasn’t even bothered enough to look through the peep hole, only simply swinging open the door in hopes maybe it’s free food.

But it was something even better…

‘Hello Mr Matsukawa! Erm, I’m here for the room service you ordered?’

You were stood there, pretty in what looked like a simple beige apron and a yellow spaghetti strap dress with the hotel logo embedded at the front. You looked tired, face bare without makeup and hair messily tied up in a clip.

The hotel you worked at was a dump to say the least, it was around a 2 star maximum but with someone as pretty as you working here it was without a doubt probably the reason why the rankings are higher than they seem.

Issei couldn’t imagine the amount of men in the same shoes as him, just happy to see a woman like you wanting to serve them, to give them food and change their bedsheets. A pretty obedient maid that all they wanted was to take home and have them keep. You were probably underpaid and the only way to get tips was to show off your body, explains the slutty dress.

‘Sir?’

‘Oh right, yeah come in.’

Opening the door wider you rolled in with your tray. Setting it on the desk and allowing the little flower in the vase to swing around mindlessly.

All he ordered was a packet of peanuts, but you gave it prepared with little petals surrounded it, how sweet.

‘There you go, is that all?’ You sweetly ask. Turning around to face the man infront of you. His tired eyes and curly hair swung down his face, arms crossed over his chest flexing his muscles slightly. But it was out of profession to look, after all you rely on tips. Gotta stay sweet.

‘Hm… I didn’t ask for these.’ He lied, picking up the pack and examining it ‘Nope, asked for walnuts, not peanuts.’

‘B-but you told me peanuts? Are you sure’

‘Are you doubting me’ he sternly speaks, tone blunt. Not even a crack of a smile on his face.

‘NO! No of course not, I’ll go get your walnuts now sir’

‘It’s too late now, I’m not in the mood for nuts’

You were confused to say the less, he asked for peanuts, you knew he did because you spoke to him down the line.

‘Oh okay…sorry sir, please call if you need anything else..’ you walk towards the door, embarrassed and confused for what just happened, only for his neutral voice to speak out. Making you halter in your steps.

‘I didn’t say leave…whats your name?’ His attempt at a conversation succeeds as you shyly play with your fingers in your hands. Trying your best to make a good impression on the man sat on the bed infront of you, flicking through his phone.

‘Y/N sir…’

‘Pretty name for a pretty girl hm, how long you been working here for?’

‘Five years sir’

‘Five years? Why…?’

‘I- I’m sorry isn’t that a bit personal.’

‘You don’t have to answer it if you don’t want to, just tryna make conversation sweetheart..’

The room was silent again, only the hum of the clock ticking was heard and the patting of his phone running down the phone screen, until the click of the button shuts it down.

‘What’s your job role?’

‘Maid sir, erm- to provide good service and make customers satisfied.’

‘Satisfied? You think bringing me peanuts made me satisfied?’

‘I did offer to get a replacement…sir.’

Your tone was slightly ticked off, attentive to mattsun who just wanted to rip your dress off and go to town on your pussy. But considering how timid and sweet you seemed, he wouldn’t mind a bit of foreplay.

Walking over to you, he pays no mind to cup your jaw within his fingers, forcing your beautiful eyes to stare up at him. All submissive and obediently.

‘I like when people make eye contact with me…’ his shallow words speak out, making you gulp slightly under his warm touch. ‘But I don’t like when they talk back.’

‘Sir, I didn’t talk-‘

‘Doing it again? It’s like you want me to report you.’

You were on your last strike, knowing that if you fuck up one more time you could lose your job. That’s why when this stranger spoke to you, you felt so scared. He seemed so big and scary, almost knowing of this himself. And you would be lying if you didn’t know he was about to use it to his advantage.

‘Sir….’

‘What ways do you satisfy a customer?’ His hand starting to wrap around your waist, pulling you closer towards him, the smell of fear radiating off you…

‘Room service, f-food service…’

‘Personal service?’

‘No sir, n-not that..’

‘Would you? Maybe for a bit of extra cash…’

Biting your lip, you knew you couldn’t give into the temptation of this man, it was your moral obligation to help him not serve him. ‘No sir. I cant. I wont…’

‘Shame…’ he sighs, dropping you and walking into the bathroom, your heart race dropping slightly at his next words before he entered the shower. ‘Might have to tell a little white lie to your boss.’

Your job was so unfair, the minimum wage scheme, the long hours and now being openly manipulated by random men? This wasn’t the first time this happened, but for you to be in your managers bad books you do not want to risk a job, besides it’s not like he was bad looking, maybe it would be a bit of fun. Maybe not though…

Opening the bathroom door, you were faced with the steamy mirrors and fog coating the room. Spinning around you saw him showering mindlessly, like he didn’t just blackmail you into having sex with him. You wish you could be as nonchalant as that.

‘You can start by taking off your apron and dress, leave it on the floor by the sink.’ He calls out, already knowing what you were here for. Seemed like it wasn’t his first time gaslighting someone into sex.

Stripping yourself, you unclip your hair and leave it by the tap. Your clothes and apron neatly folded and shoes placed sweetly next to it.

Stepping into the spacious shower, the water began running down your body. Your eyes shut and arms covering your waist in nerves and disgust for what your doing, you know it’s wrong, you don’t want this, but what more can you do?

His warm fingers move quickly to pull your hands away from you, greedy eyes examining your figure. Blood rushing to his cock at the sight of your flushed, embarrassed face. Pretty, erect tits, hard under the running of water. ‘Is this your first time?’

‘Yes sir…’

‘Call me issei’ one hand cupping your jaw as the other moves to claw at your ass, grabbing and slapping the flesh in his grip. Small gasp escaping your lips as he pushed his lips hungrily onto yours. Saliva coating your lips, you didn’t expect someone so handsome to be as horny and thirsty as he was.

You were suddenly met with the feeling of his tip brushed between your smaller hand. Your eyes moving to glance at the dick forced onto your grip. Issei’s larger hand helping you palm at him, his eyes shutting and head swinging back in pleasure.

‘Yeah- fuck like that…’ delightful sighs leaving mattsun’s lips, you thighs starting to clench at the feeling of him so hard under your touch. Your mouth with drool as you continue to stare at it, pace increasing every second. The long vein striped right from the cock to the tip made you drool unintentionally, a small drop of it tapping onto his flushed tip. ‘Don’t tease me baby…’

‘Sorry sir…’

‘I love how submissive you are, turns me on even more.’ He stares into you, lingering eyes as he begins rubbing at your tits, the water dripping down your cleavage all the way down to your sensitive pussy.

He doesn’t miss this, rutting into your core, you were slightly frightened from how big he was. Cock slapping onto you, easily reaching up to your belly button if not more.

Brown eyes move to meet yours, smirk planted on his lips as he drops your ass, picking you up and planting you on the glass walls. A loud moan screeched from your lips as he forced himself inside your tight pussy, so wet and juicy for him.

‘Your so tight…’ eyes fixated on where you two met, he felt like he could cum there and then at how you looked. So fucked out and scared already? He wasn’t even done with you. ‘You never even touched yourself? No vibrators? Fingers? Nothing?’

A small shake of your distressed face sent him into a frenzy, he was your first and now he’s gotta show you whose boss

Gripping your hips he began to move inside you, loud noises of flesh slapping began to be heard over the dripping over the running water, your arms mindlessly cupping round his neck as you started to moan in his ear.

‘It- hurts…fuck…’

‘C- calm down.’ A small spank to your thigh made you moan, biting your lip down, you could feel your tits pushing harshly against his strong chest.

‘Ah- feels good..’

‘Fuck- tell me how you like it baby..’ lips sucking violently at your skin as he thrusted balls deep inside of you, so desperately milking his cock into you.

‘Want you to touch me issei, please..’ pretty, tearful eyes stared at him. How could he ever say sorry to a face as beautiful as yours.

His fingers nudged at your red clit, rubbing it inside of you, you felt so full, cock bulging at your stomach from how much he pushed into you. This was so bad, so so bad…but it felt so good…

‘YES!! Yes like that yesss daddy…’

‘Such a whore for me yeah? For me?’

‘For you yes yes yes…’ your orgasm nearing, slick sticking to your thighs as he banged you out, you felt like a bitch in heat. A small vulnerable woman stuck in her own porno, getting used and beat the fuck out by this random stranger… but the way his cock pushed so deeply inside you was better than anything you’ve ever had, he felt so addictive

And he thought the same about you never the less, he loves tight, virgin women.. you were different to the rest, so timid and shy, but with such a bad attitude, a shy brat, something he just loved about his women…

‘ISSEI!!!’ You scream, gushing all over his thighs and legs as he did the same, filling your virgin cunt up to the brim, your teeth sunk into his shoulder as he continued to fuck into you, ride you both out of your orgasms…

Dropping you on your two legs, he took no time cupping you and throwing you over his shoulder, your tired face enough to show he did his job. Fingers plunged into you to make sure none of his seed spills from your hymen-broke cunt.

Turning the tap off, he made his way out into his room, setting you on the bed and watching your sleepy eyes start to close shut.

‘You ain’t sleeping, got a whole week with me, might even take you home if your lucky.’