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snowsinterlude · 3 months
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incels and their wish to be on their knees.
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summary: coriolanus can't stop thinking about you, fucking his fist to the thought of you all while hating you for being such a whore with all your skirts and smiles.
w.c: 2.279.
content warning: misogynistic, modern, incel!snow × femdom reader, toxic snow, mentions to spit kink, oral (f recieving), pussy drunk snow, curse words (both calling eachother bitch/whore/slut), snow has a praise and a degrading kink, smut, corio is implied to be a the smiths fan.
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you were such a bitch.
coming to him in his dreams. batting your perfectly dark lashes at him with a smile that he wanted to slap out of your face. dressing in those terribly short miniskirts whom showed the softness of your thighs.
god knew how much he hated you. how he hated the way your skirts were always halfway your thighs. how your boobs were always so pretty in those corsets, those croppeds, those shirts you wore without a bra. he hated when you weren't wearing a bra, haven't your parents taught you anything? that was extremely inappropriate. what were your parents doing after all? letting you go out looking like a whore, your lips always glistening with gloss and liptint.
he hated you. especially the way his cock seemed to woke up when you called his name out on the class, saying the teacher assigned a work due to next month for you both. and he hated that teacher too. why were there women doing a man’s job to teach something so important as biology? that's why he always failed on that class.
you always looked like a slut. too preoccupied with your looks to notice how he's boring holes into you with his eyes, your scent filling his nose, so sickeningly floral and sweet, making his head ache with the thoughts of having your panties shoved on his nose, and those thoughts always lead to his wish to be on his knees, in front of you, tasting your juices for hours non-stop while you whine, whimper, moan and call out his name all while gripping hard on his hair and cursing heaven and earth for how good he was sucking on you.
and he hated himself for it. those thoughts weren't supposed to be on the heir of the Snow family. that was not how his Grandma'am raised him.
and it was with those thoughts on head that he was pumping his hard cock on his hand, imagining your moans filling his ears, your scent taking over his room, your warm gummy walls squeezing his cock as your pretty eyes cry from the purest pleasure he wanted you to feel on his dick, and when he finally cum on his hands, he feels disgusted, his thoughts always going on about how you should be the one cleaning the mess *you* made. after all, it was your fault he was so hard. your mouth should be the one cleaning his dick up.
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hands on your knees, tears on his eyes and heart beating almost outside of his ribcage, coryo looked at you with his pupils blown up, his lips trembling as he cried.
you didn't even knew how it came to this, one minute he was working on that assignment with you, his eyes couldn't seem to leave you, and then, one second, he blurted out something about how you were doing this to provoke him. and you laughed, frowning at him and thinking it was a joke.
it wasn't.
“what do you mean?” you asked, voice filled with a humour that made him roll his eyes. how long were you gonna pretend?
“you know what I mean. you're always in those short tight clothes of yours. what are you trying to do whoring yourself out like that?” his question seemed genuine, and you were genuinely giggling about how his misoginy couldn't help itself.
“you're such a virgin, snow.”
“i'm not a virgin!” he growled. it was a lie. you knew he was a virgin just by looking at his ‘The Smiths’ t-shirt. it was a shame that such a pretty boy had decided to walk down this path. “you're just trying to change subjects but it's okay, I understand it.”
“oh, you do?” you arched your brow, face leaned on your fist as you stared at him.
“I do. you're dressing like that for my attention, isn't it? you swear to god that, being dressed like that, you'll finally have me. well, you're wrong. I hate women like you.” you held a chuckle, he was such a virgin. it was crystal clear with only this phrase leaving his lips that he was the biggest virgin on Panem.
“you hate women like me huh?” your voice echoed through his brain, through his veins. and he knew it. he didn’t hated you. he was obsessed with you. god, if he had the chance to spy on you he’d take it. if he could have the sight to see you fingering yourself on your bed, he wouldn’t waste a second before taking it.
“yeah, I do” he answered, his breath hitched by the way your smile was directioned to him. his heart was beating almost outside of him, almost on his throat. he gulped down as he frowned at you. “I like my women pretty and submissive, I like them on the kitchen. that's just how things are supposed to be.”
“I disagree.”
“what- why?” he pitched his brows together. and just like that, your eyes shone beautifully with all the lust it could have.
“the bulge on your pants are telling me otherwise. why are you lying to yourself?” you asked, voice filled with mockery. a mockery that he wish he could fuck out of you.
“why the fuck are you looking at my dick?!” his tone was higher, almost a yell. but it didn't seem to get to you. the humiliation he felt knowing you noticed hit him like a train.
“calm down, snowflake.” you laughed, and he hated just how lewd your voice sounded when you called him that. what the fuck was this nickname? it was terrible for someone like him. “i could ask you the same thing though. why the fuck are you looking at my boobs?"
“you're asking for it dressed like that. you're the one whoring yourself, of course i'm gonna look!” he said, looking at her angrily. his face was so blushed you could feel the heat from where you were seating. “if you dressed like a proper lady, then i'd respect you.”
your laugh couldn't be held anymore. and he was so angry looking at you that he wanted to slap your pretty face to make you cry.
“if there's a whore in this room, it's you” you said, looking at him up and down the same way he did to you and he felt terribly ashamed by the way his cock twitched when you called him a whore.
“what?” he growled “do you know who you're talking to? i'm the heir of-”
“of what? a whorehouse?”
“stop that, I'm not a whore, I'm-”
“a bitch in heat.” he was almost crying, his voice filled with embarassment of liking it. of liking the way you were degrading him.
“no! you're the one acting like that!”
“you're the one who's dick is pointing skywards, not me” you said. “not even in a billion years would I be as wet for you as you're hard for me.”
that's all you could remember by now, the vision of his hands pawing at your thighs making your mind dizzy with all the things you wanted to do to him.
the only touch you have gave him was a slap and he was a mess already. eyes filled with tears, face red as a tomato as thick beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, his lips red and swollen while your pussy was exposed to him, and with him being on his knees he had the perfect sight to see you, to smell you.
however, he was waiting for you to speak up. an instruction, a nod, a wink, anything you gave him would be enough for him to fall and suck you like he always wanted to do.
“do you know how a cunt works?” you questioned, and he nodded. “use your words.”
“y..yes.”
“yes…?”
“yes, miss.” he groaned, his cock throbbing painfully on his pants.
“show me, then. do your magic.” you said, spreading your legs and letting him bury his face on your cunt, his mouth messily tasting you.
“stop.” you yanked his hair back, making his eyes met yours. “i thought you said you knew how to.”
“but I do-” a slap.
“in your dreams, you may know. but right now? you don't even know what a clit is and i'm sure about it” you were right. he didn’t know what it was, he thought it was just a feminist invention to say men couldn't give pleasure to women. “god, I hope you are a quick learner at least.”
he nodded “‘m sorry.”
pointing at the small pearl on your pussy, his eyes shine. “this is a clit, you dumb whore.” he nodded frantically, desperately approaching you again before your heel met his chest, pushing him away. “i'm not done explaining, calm yourself down.”
he did as you said, waiting for you to say anything.
“you will follow my words, okay?” he nodded, submissively. “good boy.” he almost smiled at the praise, but that was already horrible since he would be admiting he liked it. “you will suck on that little pearl, but you also have to give my whole pussy your attention, not only the clit, but the hole too.”
“hole..” he gulped down. there was still a bit of your taste on his tongue, and he loved the salty-sweet juice on his lips.
“my vagina. the hole men put their dicks, i'm sure you've saw it on the porn videos you beat your meat to.”
he nodded, submissively. almost dumbly from how obedient he was being.
“well? what are you waiting for? suck it.” and he did.
his tongue licked you entirely, and you gasped silently while his lips kissed your clit, wrapping themselves on the sensitive bud and sucking on it as if it was the sweetest candy he had ever tasted. he made sure you were enjoying it, his eyes glued on you to see your reaction, to watch your faces as he put your thighs on his shoulders.
his tongue started to work on you. he eat you out as if he was starving, as if you were the best meal he have tasted in twenty years, and he haven't even completed twenty years yet.
“keep going..! fuck, you're such a starved bitch.” you moaned, your hips thrusting towards him to feel him more. he was definitely a quick learner and you made a mental note on that. he didn’t want you to cum quick and so did you, he wanted to taste you more and you wanted to be tasted for longer, so his tongue was now thrusted into your core, your moans turning into groans and cuss words, and he never heard someone cuss so much, the word ‘fuck’ was starting to feel strange on your tongue and it already loss sense on his brain.
he moaned on your cunt, vibrating from the way you tasted and the way you melted into him. his tongue felt your warmth with pleasure, and you could feel your hole clenching on his tongue, that was quickly substituted for his fingers, his index and his mid finger thrusting on you quickly, your skin shivering as you breathed heavily.
“fuck, such a pretty bitch for me, and you're still wetting your pants?” you asked teasingly, between shaky breaths and moans. but he didn’t even bat an eye, he was aware that he cummed on his pants a long time ago, maybe when you first slapped him? he didn’t care. he wanted you to cum. and that was what he was working on. fuck that assignment. he wanted to fuck you. “coryo–” you breathed, gasping while his tongue licked you again. you were so close.
that was not how it was supposed to go. you were not supposed to be so melted away on his tongue. but he seemed so pussy drunk on you, you could only see his half lidded dazy eyes looking at you with a silent begging stare, his mouth touching you slowly, his fingers still buried on you, thrusting on you while his tongue licked you again and again, shy kitten licks that slowly turned into a making out sessão between his mouth and your pussy.
it didn't took much of you to cum on his mouth, and when he pulled away, tasting you on his fingers, you saw his mouth and his chin all wet from your cum and your wetness. it was a delicious sight, seeing him so drunk on your pussy. you were pretty sure he cummed on his pants at least three times, and you were probably right.
you gripped his chin on your hand, making him look at you. not even alcohol could make one look so fucked up drunk like that.
“open your mouth,” and he did. he knew what you were gonna do. he had been dreaming of it for so long that he opened his mouth with an obedient ‘aah’ sound, and once you spit in his mouth, legs shaking and pussy clenching missing his tongue and fingers, he swallowed it, taking your face on his hands and kissing you so deeply you had to gather all your strenght to pull him away, slapping his face. “keep your dick inside your pants, you whore.”
and he nodded, obediently. his eyes begging to be called a good boy for making you cum, but it didn't really matter cause his cock would ache the same way with your constant swearing at him. and after that? he would keep calling you a whore, a bitch, a dumb bimbo at daylight, all while begging you to let him cum at night
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