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claw404 · 2 months

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F i l t h .

✤ pairing: Monk!Ramattra x Pupil!Reader

✤ words: 2307

✤ content warnings : nsfw, afab!reader, some plot mainly porn, degradation, sexual assault, noncon, teacher/student dynamic, power imbalance, abuse of power, dark themes, dead dove, bullying, threats, semi public sex, this is fucked up read at your own risk

✤ summary: You're the only human pupil at the monastery and per master Mondattas request Ramattra took you under his wing to provide you with his special care.

[ A/N ] : Ive had this fic in the works for over a year but i kept forgetting about it, then i kinda stopped writing then got back to it etc etc. I dont know how this started or what demons possessed me to write this... also this was meant to be longer but i kinda lost the plot and motivation.

Ramattra will use the little authoritarian power he has earned from Mondatta to take you on private lessons, nagging to his superior how 'you're not keeping up with the other students' and 'need more special attention', this is just an excuse for him to give you his special care of course.

In private he would tell you how its all because of you being a measly little human, that's why you're too weak and too slow compared to the other students. He doesn't try and hide his disgust with you whatsoever and talks down to you often when Mondatta isn't near but he is also somewhat intrigued by you. There is something in you that gravitates him towards you. Is it your pointless motivation to keep going despite the numerous obstacles? Who knows.

This fills you with shame and confusion, seeing how little faith your own teacher has in you yet how much time and effort he is willing to dedicate to your improvement. You yourself grew quite fond of Ramattra, after spending so much time with him alone you could tell that he cared about you too even though he didn't want to admit it, or at least that's what you kept telling yourself. He became the closest thing to a guardian in your eyes. You could tell that the feelings were not mutual. You admired and appreciated him with great gratitude and respect like no other and were determined to prove yourself to him, to finally make him proud.

But you couldn't help but feel guilty as his words soon began taking their effect you, making you feel gross in your own skin. His theoretical mouth continued to spit venom at you but worry not. Ramattra was still willing to show you the path to enlightenment, be that through his own questionable methods.

During lessons he would give you a hard time, simply to see you struggle. You often came back with bruises from the rough handling and sore muscles from being denied any break during practice.

"It is for your own good" he would argue.

During self defense lessons Ramattra would give you his best, pinning you down to the ground just as fast as you two started, only giving you a moment to take position before bringing you down again and again. His weight laid heavy on your smaller form as your back pressed into the cold stone beneath, nothing between you other than your thin linen robe. You attempted to push him off but he only pressed his chest further into you, making it hard to breathe. The omnic enjoyed seeing you like this, all disheveled and struggling, panting even, underneath him. And he was the sole reason for your current state. He couldn't help himself but dominating you like this, it excited him.

There was a sudden tension when he looked into your glossy eyes as you looked back at him still breathing heavy, the twinkling stars above creating a dream-like atmosphere. You looked so weak, so vulnerable, so worn out. It would be so easy, to take you like this, right here, right now. Ramattra kept denying his feelings towards you for a while now. That's why he was so hard on you all this time, taking out his inner frustrations on your innocent being. He was confused seeing as you are nothing but a filthy human coming into his place of peace, unwelcome, unwanted.

But right now your body was practically begging for it, he thought. It was late and the other omnics have retreated to their respective rooms long ago. There would be no one to help you, no one who would hear your cries.

In the midst of you still trying to get Ramattra of off you he sharply bucked his hips into you to test the waters, no longer caring how inappropriate this might be before he slowly began grinding himself onto your hip with painstakingly slow and methodical movements. He noticed your reaction when you stiffened underneath him, your body going into panic mode, how cute. It made him chuckle. He rubbed harder into you now, greedy for that delicious friction your body was providing him. You could very clearly feel the outline of him rub against your thigh now, he was hard.

Your mind had little time to register what was happening, he was moving fast.

" What are you doing, master!-" Your croaky plea went ignored as Ramattra clasped his much larger metallic hand onto your mouth, silencing you in the the process.

You wailed and cried into his cold hand. The omnic tilted his head at you with a looming glare. "Be quiet or i'll tell the whole place about how you tried to seduce your own master into fucking you, and at the holy monastery out of all places. Would you like that? Hm? Would you want Master Mondatta to find out what an ungrateful, filthy little whore you are? After all that he has done for you?" Ramattra barked out in between his own pants as he kept grinding into your flesh.

His words were said with so much disdain towards you... you couldn't believe it. All hope shattered within you at that moment and you couldn't do anything as your own master abused and tortured your body to his liking. You felt disgusted with yourself, so weak and pathetic.

Ramattra drooped his head into the crane of your neck, inhaling the scent of your fear "Now, be good and be quiet" he murmured into your ear sending tingles down your spine. "And maybe, just maybe, I will consider making this a good experience... for the both of us."

He swiftly brought both your legs around him. You went limp at this point, no longer trying to deny the omnics advances. Ramattra rested his arms on his elbows on each side of your head, caging you in. With this new position he began rubbing himself against your clothed clit, the thin linen not proving to be too much of a hindrance. Your body was shaking with terror as he sent pulses of pleasure through your nerves. You tried denying how good this felt, you didn't want to give him any more satisfaction out of this than he was already having but your own body betrayed you as small whimpers and moans escaped your mouth.

This shouldn't be happening, not with your own teacher, your master, not at the monastery. What if somebody walked by and saw you. What if Mondatta walked in on you and saw this hellish scene. What would he think of this. Your mind presented you with hundreds of different scenarios, all of them ending badly for you. This feels wrong. This is wrong. Maybe if you just endured this long enough and let Ramattra have his way with you, maybe then he would leave you. You turned your face away from him in shame.

But Ramattra wasn't having any of it, he wanted to savour your pain. He roughly grabbed you by the jaw and turned your face towards his. "Don't even think about it, let me see those teary eyes" you forced your eyes shut.

Ramattra wasn't about to wait for you to get comfortable, no, he had other plans for you. Your eyes opened in surprise when he roughly grabbed one of your breasts through your robe. He circled your hardened nipple with his steel thumb, earning a moan from you and a buck of the hips against his cock. Ramattra inhaled a sharp breath at your movement, clearly satisfied.

"Oh that's it, finally "

Growing impatient the omnic began hastily undoing your robe, revealing your naked body underneath it. You tried covering yourself from his glare but he grabbed you by the wrists to the point it hurt and shoved your arms aside. "Don't." So you had to lay there, while the omnic above you started undoing his own robe as well as your chest felt the cold breeze of the night.

For a split second you were determined to make an escape, a last attempt at instinctual survival from your body. You tried crawling, your hands and feet pushing away from your oppressor but he swiftly grabbed you by the hips, metallic tips digging into your flesh as he yanked you back with minimal effort all in only a second. Rammatra slammed your hips against his, resting his erect length on your lower stomach. With eyes wide from the harsh impact you quickly glanced at it, the size of the thing filling your gut with worry. "Stop struggling! Or do you want to get me even more excited?" he mused to himself.

The larger omnic grabbed your thigh and lifted it higher, spreading you further as he prepared himself. A breath you didn't know you were holding escaped you as he began rubbing his tip up and down your slit. You were wet.

Ramattra slowly slid only his tip with little resistance before pulling out again with a pop as you already tried clenching around him. He did so one, two, three more times, teasing, testing you. Before long your mouth let out a pleading mewl, you couldn't take this any longer. Your body betrayed you despite your helpless predicament, you were disgusted with yourself at that moment but you- no your body, needed him. Desperate for more of your master you tried sinking your hips further onto his length before he pulled out again. "Patience, Has our training taught you nothing?" the omnic asked rhetorically as he chuckled lowly.

Without warning he slid fully into you, the sudden stretch putting your already panicked body in more shock. Grabbing your legs and shoving them over his shoulders he began pumping into you at a brutal pace, letting out all those frustrations he has been bottling up all this time. His large hands holding on by your shoulders. You both began panting and grunting .

"I will break you, make you a perfect mold of me, my little toy, i will use all of you til there's nothing left" Ramattra said inbetween shallow pants as he drank in your disheveled state. A soft and mindless "uh-huh" was all you managed to reply.

You could barely keep your eyes open, mouth agape and drooling, chest rising and falling while your body tried to keep up with his robotic one. It was cute he thought, so cute how you always tried to keep up with him while being so obviously outmatched, but even still you persisted. Like a helpless little lamb caught by the starved wolf. He softened for a moment at the thought, almost feeling bad.

Letting your legs fall, his much larger frame curled over yours and his face plate found itself pressing into your cheek. His vicious pounding turned into precise drilling. You felt raw. One of his metallic limbs traced the flesh all the way down from your calf up to your chest til his hand found your breast, you whined.

"You've wanted this. I know you wanted this. Tell me you've wanted this! I have seen how you look at me with those eyes. I know you've been dreaming of this, anytime i tried teaching you some damn discipline, this is all that crossed your mind wasn't it?" he said in a raspy whisper.

What!? Never! You never had such filthy ideas, not even for a moment! You couldn't believe the accusations you were hearing. What was he... How long has he been hoarding these delusions?!

No longer feeling pity for yourself you were overcome by anger. How could he, after all the progress you've made. After all the willingness to improve. After giving your best each time, all master thought about was you wanting to use him? You felt your honor diminish as the curtain of the past fell, revealing the ugly truth that was there all along. With all this newfound energy you decided to fight, one last time.

Snapping from your recalls of the past you began to thrash around, almost startling the large omnic who has gotten so used to your pathetic compliance. You managed to slide your left hand out of his grip, now pushing and hitting your oppressor with it but your attempts left little impact as he simply continued his assault on your body.

In the midst of your wrangling, as you tried forcefully shoving his face away from yours you managed to accidentally slip his faceplate off. It fell to the ground with a sharp, echoing clatter.

. . .

There was silence.

. . .

Nothing but the whistle of the crisp wind, and silence.

. . .

Ramattras head twisted slowly back in your direction. Looking into his pretend eyes you felt terror as they bore into yours. A shockingly cold current ran through your spine as your eyes darted around studying Ramattras real face. In that split second you studied his sockets, all his dents and ridges seeing them so exposed and so close. You have never seen him like this. His true image terrified you. Ramattra never showed himself without it to anyone. You felt as if you just witnessed him at his most vulnerable state, a sight you should never have had the privilege to see.

He froze realizing what you've done. You glanced at him, then at his faceplate and then back at him again. Still not moving he went quiet.

As if something snapped inside of him, as if he came back to his senses, within the blink of an eye he unlatched himself off of you. Standing up he fixed himself and walked off picking up his faceplate. Still feeling the danger of the situation you simply watched him put it back on with a soft and satisfying 'click'. He stood there.

". . . nothing but filth." Ramattra weakly scoffed to himself with his back facing you as he walked away.

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