#wish they'd fix that durn hiccup in their code...

[the-blind-geisha]

Would you ever do a part 2 to that one snippet you did where MC is kinda the dom and is calling him a filthy boi? It was left on a little bit of a cliff hanger and I could imagine that going into a very rough little tussle between those 2 in their fight for dominance.

I know you’re trying to do a bunch of stuff right now, I was just wanting to know if you would ever do a part 2 in the future?

A/N: I can certainly do so! Thank you for linking it to me, as I seem to forget my own writings. XD;

Kinks: Dom!reader, minor fight for dominance, blindfolding, name-calling.

Part 1

Demiurge gasped, biting at his lower lip as he struggled to keep himself disciplined. You were in control. ��M-My Lady, I—!”

You grabbed his throat, squeezing it tightly. In the body you were in now, you were stronger than him. Far more by comparison. He hitched in breath, eyes lidded as he wasn't even sure what to say. His breath was taken from him.

The feel of your unclothed womanhood rubbing against his clothed bulge was torture. He gripped at your wrist, hitching in breath as his chest tightened. “P-Please, my Lady...!”

“Please, what?” you demanded to know with a wicked grin. Intentionally, you rubbed against his cock that caressed you pleasantly against his pants. “I said I could be generous—I didn't say if I would or not.”

Demiurge huffed, his body was burning with delight at you just denying him the thing he wanted. Granted, the burning desire to do more was about to erupt. The feral want of more was about to explode. He wanted you. Needed you. Desired you.

His grip went for your sides, but you denied him. Again, you were stronger. Forcing his head down on the floor, you went for the belt he wore and began to unfasten it ever slowly. Demiurge twitched under the force you exerted, not able to deny the woman who had power beyond him.

You leaned forward, causing more friction to be asserted upon his throbbing erection. “Is this what you want, you filthy creature?”

The words tickled the demon's sensitive hearing, making his elfin ear twitch and his breath catch.

Your fingers twirled about his tie, pulling on it to make him cough and remind him that you wouldn't take silence for an answer. “Such a horny bastard, you won't even tell me what you want?”

“I...I would love...very much...”

You pulled on the tie once more, making him hiss in euphoric ecstasy. “Yes? Go on.”

“...T-To mate with...you, my Lady...!”

He was still someone to act a bit polite, causing you to sigh and roll your eyes. That was good enough for now. You managed to undo his tie as well, still rolling your hips in a circular motion to tease his swollen cock as you showed him the red necktie he often wore. “I have a better plan for this...”

With his shirt loosened a bit, you slipped your hand upon his chest and felt the muscles flex in delight at your touch alone. Even the demon's dead heart could be felt just slightly beating. The mere visual taste of his chest without his clothing in the way was tantalizing. It was a small sample of what more could come.

Returning to your senses, you removed his glasses and put them off to the side before replacing them with the necktie, wrapping it like it were a blindfold instead.

“There,” you said with sick satisfaction at seeing his teeth bared upon feeling helpless. Hands gripping his red coat, you ripped it open to expose the white undershirt before using your nails to entice the buttons to pull apart one by one. “We can fix that later...”

Demiurge cried out in euphoric agony, his legs tensing and tail thrashing about for want of more. He asked for it, but you kept teasing him. The devil finally snapped, trying to bolt upward in attempt to throw you to the ground.

“NO!” you shouted, removing the belt about his hips finally. With a single move you were able to lasso his wrists together, binding them to make the blindfolded creature remain contained. “You would dare try to fight me? Bad! You bad, filthy demon!” You grabbed his chin, watching as he snarled on reflex, having never been in this situation before.

The more he struggled, the more his pants began to come down, exposing his underwear underneath. From what you could see, his cock was so engorged it was hard to keep it contained within his tight, black undergarments.

Gripping the strap, you slid it further off to where the swollen organ was free. At last. With your free hand, you rubbed the sensitive skin up and down to watch as the pre-cum dribbled from the slit of his erection.

“Aah...! B-By the Great Ones...!” Demiurge hissed, arching his back off of the floor.

“Oh, you poor, little creature. Never had someone touch you like this, have you?”

Demiurge's teeth clenched as he shook his head with a stifled moan of a growl.

You hovered over his erection. “Well then, prepare for more, and you better behave.”

Lowering down upon his cock, you moaned vocally as your grip on the belt tightened. Just as you had ever wanted, the sensation rocketed through you bit by bit. It was just the right fit. But you wanted it to last. You didn't want this demon to blow his load in one go.

And you could feel his desire to do so.

“You better behave, dog!” you demanded through clenched teeth. “Don't you dare cum until I tell you to...!”

Demiurge's mouth quivered as he whimpered out a moan of painful want. So badly had he desired to cum, but you had, by order, denied him.

Every veiny ridge of his cock kissed the warmth of your walls, making you arch at the act as you taunted him with the idea you would go all the way down—only to resist. “Aww, are you suffering?” you grinned, seeing him sweat.

The devil's frown appeared, causing him to regain what sanity he had only to thrust upward within you without warning. It was harsh and swift, the lewd sounds of your dampness filling the air as the demon used every bit of strength he had to make you feel his lustful desire.

Demiurge's hips rolled forward, causing the head of his manhood to kiss every sensitive part of your body. His nostrils flared, and he huffed again and again like a wild stallion you were foolish to try and tame.

But this was what you wanted. To make the devil so angry and sexually hungry he would go rabid in the process. Even his lips were curled in such a way, it reminded you of a feral demon not in its right mind.

“Ooh, you sneaky bastard...! I-If you were in your archdevil form, I can—mmph—only imagine how filled I could be!”

Demiurge paused in his actions, lip curling in sexual aggression. “Y-Your organs would be in pieces, my Lady...!”

You sneered in return. “Hah, as if you've not found ways...around such an obstacle!” You gripped his throat. “Now cum inside of me, you slut!”

Bringing his bound wrists closer towards his chest, his entire body tensed as it was there he did as you requested.

The flood of his seed washed over you, filling your insides far more than you could have expected. Tongue lulled to the side, you cried out in unbridled ecstasy. Knees digging into the ground, you continued to push yourself up and down on him just to entice more of his climax into your belly. You could feel Demiurge jerk at every harsh burst of his release he gave you, shaking his head with an angry growl—saying without words he wanted the blindfold removed.

“Ooh, come now...” you breathed, reaching over to move the tie down and off of his eyes. “There...”

His sight freed, he looked down at where you sat, remaining sheathed upon his spent cock. His hands still bound, you brought them upon your stomach.

“I would say we're both fed...” You leaned closer. “Wouldn't you agree?”