FTWS KM 2023

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Andylind + angry sex/rough sex

[(Anonymous)]

Sometimes they just really want to tear each other apart.

Re: Andylind + angry sex/rough sex

[(Anonymous)]

This probably isn't exactly what you're looking for but I couldn't get it out of my mind.

DOUBLE BLIND

"Poor baby."

Rosalind's voice emerges in a coo but the Andreas, her dutiful servant, knows better than to expect anything resembling true sincerity from his general. A nailed hand taps gently on the desk. "What's the matter?"

"Please," he grits out, his eyes squeezing shut so he doesn't have to look into her shark's eye gaze.

"Show me."

A mass of writhing snakes in his gut, humiliation mingled with desperation and, inexorably, lust. Desire. Need.

He knows better than to resist. He came here himself, after all. He lowers his hands to his waist and loosens his belt, undoes the button, and tugs down the top of his pants and briefs.

Even though her gaze drops from his face to his waist, she doesn't react, doesn't even blink. For want of something to do with his hands he returns his grip to the base of his erection, the muscles jumping for the desire to return to the usual, expected rhythm.

The rhythm that's no longer enough.

"Please," he repeats. If he keeps his words to a minimum then it doesn't slice through his pride so much.

She lets out a long, bored sigh and makes a show of flipping through the papers at her desk. She always does this: toying with him when he asks her for something directly. But he can't help it, he has to ask. It's been months.

When she finally looks back up at him she raises one hand and points downward to the floor in front of her desk. "Kneel."

Obediently he drops to his knees, a hiss of air whooshing out of him from both the impact with the hardwood floor and from the growing anticipation. Maybe she'll actually do it. Maybe she'll give him what he needs.

"Tell me again."

He bows his head to brace himself, swallows, and then looks up. "I need you to choke me."

A cheshire cat smile spreads across her face and Andreas hates it in the same way he hates the need coursing through him, hates the way his hand starts sliding upward from base to tip.

"Poor baby," she repeats and he burns at the mockery but he also doesn't move. "Can't get off unless I hurt you."

He swallows again and once more closes his eyes. "Please."

It's the last time his pride allows himself to say it.

Nothing happens at first, and then he doesn't realize anything's happening until the lightheaded fuzziness creeps into his mind.

He lets out a guttural gasp and grips his rock-hard cock. She's doing it. She's having mercy on him. The fuzziness turns into a full-on purple haze, and when the black starts creeping into the edges of his vision, he smiles.

Re: Andylind + angry sex/rough sex

[(Anonymous)]

Not OP, but 👍👍👍