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Kassandra x Reader - Split

Kinktober 11: Size Kink [explicit]

Contains: strap-on usage

Word count: 954

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Never would you forget the wild gleam in Kassandra’s eyes the day you asked if she’d indulge you with a greater…fullness, after dark.

Now equipped to satiate your desire, your mountain of a lover knelt before you, towering over your reclined form. Her muscles strained under the delectable confines of olive skin. Oftentimes, you caught yourself gaping at the power in her strong, broad shoulders, the firmness of her humble breasts, and arms that could burden the world’s weight, should Atlas ask it. In this moment, however, you could only stare ravenously at the curve of her hips, struggling not to salivate at the nu-line of abdominal muscle tapering into a mess of curls between her thighs, obscured by an obscenely thick toy and its harness.

Kassandra had emptied a vial of oil onto the olisbos, wetly pumping her hand around the shaft to coat it thoroughly, unphased as it ran down the fronts of her thighs. The liquid squelched audible under her palm, spilled so plentifully that it dripped onto the bedding below. Breath was stolen from your lungs by her deadly serious expression. There was no playful glint in the russet of her irises. No characteristic smirk on kiss-swollen lips. She harboured the steeled, calculating look of a master at arms, wielding the leather in her hand like a weapon.

“Spread your legs.” A sultry command, low and given without a glance your way. Shakily, you bent your knees and obeyed. She shifted her hardened gaze from the phallus to your quim, glistening with the aftermath of being split open with three of her thick, unrelenting fingers moments before.

Your core clenched around nothing, throbbing with excitement as she hooked her hands under your thighs, tugging your hips towards hers where she knelt. The subtle curve of the olisbos hovered above your mons, droplets of oil cascading from the shaft onto your abdomen, painting a messy picture of the depths it would reach. A breathy groan left her while your hips twitched at the warmth of the liquid.

“Stop staring and fuck me,” you murmured, hips shifting impatiently.

Kassandra tutted, imbued with an arrogance that warmed you from crown to sole. “I’ve met less desperate pornai,” she muttered, lightly slapping the leather against your skin. “Although, you’re not far off. A debased little thing, begging for me to find something thicker to fuck you open with.” The degradation sounded heartless, but every word was laced with desire.

She continued, softer this time, “Eyes on me. I want to see the look in your eyes as I take you apart.” Nodding, you tore your gaze from the olisbos and glanced up at your lover, pleading silently for her to fill you.

Slowly, she guided the bulbous tip gently into your quivering heat. A debauched, wet sound made itself heard amongst your whimper as you felt yourself stretch around the girth. Oil trickled down the phallus, seeping into your entrance and running down the cheeks of your behind. It was messy, raw and threaded with a rare sternness – everything you had been craving, overwhelming as it felt.

Her patience unparalleled, Kassandra stilled herself, massaging your inner thighs with calloused hands until you whispered for her to keep moving.

The deeper she speared you, the more you struggled to hold her stare. The consequences to disobeying her were unrevealed amidst this newfound delicious, fiendish ego of hers. But the leather buried itself into a divine spot within you without any effort on Kassandra’s behalf, courtesy of its cruel thickness, forcing your eyelids to flutter shut as you relinquished a pitchy gasp.

She chuckled, infatuated, as she fully sheathed the slick olisbos inside of you. Your breathing fell short and shallow, as if the toy grazed your lungs. Every nerve within you pulsed around the worn leather, luring your blood towards your heat in a rush that left you numb everywhere else.

Her hips gyrated in a solitary, experimental circle. A pathetic moan choked in your throat. Blessed be her lecherous prowess – Kassandra knew precisely where it would grind her cock into.

Your hand scrambled for anything to ground you by, else the tightening in your core would devour you alive. Delicately hushing your whining breaths, she took it into her own, rubbing a soothing circle into the skin with her thumb. She thrusted again, unflinching when your nails carved crescents into the flesh of her fingers.

“Look at me, beautiful,” she cooed. Chest heaving, you willed your eyes open. Kassandra stared down at you with an adoration just shy of sadistic. The sight of you stretched around her cock was something she could never tire of. With your folds parted to accommodate her, your clit stood pronounced and unattended to. She would change that soon enough, wringing screams from your lips while you convulsed through peak after peak. Soon.

But presently, she needed your mind unshattered. She moved your hand to your belly, flattening your palm against your skin. Then, carefully, she pressed down. You moaned aloud; first at the blissful weight pushing your most sensitive nerves into the olisbos, second at the ever so faint bulge of the toy as she applied more pressure. “Maláka… You feel me right here, don’t you?” she groaned, rocking her hips. Your eyes half rolled back into your skull. “That’s how fucking deep I am,” she marvelled.

Between your palm and dripping heat, you felt everything as Kassandra slowly withdrew her hips, only to snap them back into you. Drunk on how sweetly your strangled moans harmonised with the lewd squelch that married the oil with your essence, she never waited for the stars to fade from your eyes before thrusting deeply again, and again.

Endlessly.

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