F!Bimbo Reader x Bugkeeper Yandere OC
A nipple clamp fueled daydream i had~
!!!MINORS DNI!!!
CW: F!Reader, reader referred to as she/her, reader has a vagina, nipple play, nipple clamps, exhibitionism, pet names for ready (precious butterfly,), beyond Stockholm, reader is in shackles, public fingering, public sex(in a fitting room),unprotected sex, cum eating not proofread.
EEEEEEP! I just bought some nipple clamps with little chains on them and i’m so excited to wear them around like under everythingggg and OMG PLZ…. IM DROOOLINGGG🙈🙈🙈
status: together
You didn’t tell him, you somehow snuck it into your amazon order without him seeing. And they’ve arrived and he didn’t even check the boxes this time!
You’re so excited an entire flock of butterflies fill you dangerously to the brim.
He loves to make you happy above everything else. He takes you shopping all the time, making sure you always get to be covered in the latest fashions and showing you off properly.
You have a surprise for him today when he takes you out.
You get a low cut dress, one that goes almost to your navel, and put it on… Excitedly you take your pretty mounds out one at a time and attach little gold clamps with several delicate chains connecting the two.
The pressure is already divine and has you panting little foggy splotches onto your mirror. But you give the center of the chain a little tug to test it and “Ah!~” Oh gods!
This is gonna be fun! You can’t wait to tell him about the ones with a clit clamp attachment and a collar!!! wheeewww! calm down a little! you’ll spoil the fun before it’s even began! One thing at a time.
Oh but he’ll have the most fun with the collar attachments!
You smack your cheeks lightly to despell the enchantment that dream casts over your mind.
“Oooooh Enixxxxxx!!!! I’m ready, darling!!” You call and bust through the door, arms held up and ready for him to unlock the shackles. The sensation of fabric running over your nipples is already driving you mad! these things are amazing!
He pushes up his glasses, chuckling at your adorable behavior, “Alright precious butterfly,” his hands are soft and clammy as always. He’s so cute and always so nervous even still. No matter how good he is at hiding it.
Black hair falls into his face, and you reach up to push it behind his ear. His dark skin darkens another shade more crimson.
His hands come around yours and your body, his mouth comes dangerously close to yours, brushing past it he’s moves to your ear.
“What are you wearing there, Butterfly, hmm~?” He brushes a thumb over your hard and squeezed nipple.
In shock you let out an “Ah!” at the jolt of ecstasy that sent through you.
“My, my, so sensitive, what is this?” He pulls the fabric away for your chest enough to see the metal squeezing you, and the chains he thought were a long necklace at first. “Trying to be sneaky huh?”
He pulls his touch away from you and faces the door, leaving you with pangs of longing and and a frigid loneliness. You whine, and he turns back to you, “Butterfly, we’re going out, wasn’t that your original plan?” He smiles feigning innocence.
“You’re cruel!” You call after him and follow along.
He doesn’t help you into the van like usual, instead he sits at the wheel and hungrily watches your every uncomfortable movement. The pressure is already becoming too much for your poor nipples.
You want desperately to touch yourself, or better yet be touched.
Your hand flies down and your legs spread, when he grabs your wrist.
“Nope.”
You’re big puppy eyes widen and you pout at him, “wha?”
“You did this to yourself, Butterfly, now i get to watch you squirm,” he says coldly.
Shivers run down your spine, “What happened to that shy guy that couldn’t get out one word without stammering around me, huh?” You poke his cheek.
“You love this me more, admit it.” He says with a smile, but you frown.
“I like every you, so far” You cross your arms and immediately pull your arms away from your chest with a shudder of pleasurable pain.
the car ride is too long and uncomfortable you squirm and writhe begging to take them off for at least a little while, all while Enix just smiles wickedly next to you.
He helps you out of the van at least, his hand on the small of your back, his other holding yours to steady you.
He suddenly brings his head down to your chest, moving aside the cloth over you before lightly sucking on your pinched nipple.
You try weakly to push him off, “Ooh! Enix! S’too much!”
“And who’s idea was this now hmm?” He kisses your clavicle, pausing there, he says: “You should have gotten one with a collar…”
A chill runs down your spine.
He pulls you along next to him, and grabs your ass.
You walk to your favorite Italian tailor’s, you’re giddy as you step through the door and find it more filled with people than usual.
It’s a pretty exclusive place… But you’re excited that there’s more people around today.
You exhale loudly on accident. All the pressure on your buds is starting to hurt!
Soon you’re walking through the aisles, shaking and reaching up to your chest, hoping to get rid of the pressure.
Enix stops you, and you continue to shake in his grasp. “Enix please,” you whine.
His hand slowly climbs your arm, up your shoulder, his chest presses against your back and he leans down to whisper into your ear“You wanted this, Butterfly,”
His other hand brushes gently over your exposed flesh, up your arm, over your shoulder, down the edge of your plunging neckline until he gets to the first chain and lifts it, just readjusting where the pressure is angled.
You sigh, “Eniix”
“I love it when you say my name,” He gently takes the chain back down, grabbing the next chain along with the first and lifting it up next.
The pressure shifts slowly again, and the pleasure along with it, rolling over you slowly.
You feel him slip his other hand up your dress, slowly getting to that burning place inside you.
He doesn’t leave you empty for long, his slender fingers pierce you and his thumb and palm play with your clit.
“Enix! What if someone sees!?” out of breath, you manage a hiss.
“Nobody will, Butterfly, I’m watching” You remember he’s like six foot something, he slouches so badly, you always forget he’s so tall! Of course he can see over the racks.
He keeps dipping into you ferociously, while he holds the chains up and relieves some of the pressure. giving you even more pleasure where you need it. “Mmmmf!”
The heat builds in you, desperately climbing to its peak, he speeds up, he knows your close. Wet with your slick he rubs all the way out over your clit and then back inside of you and curling.
You cum on his long fingers, he brings them to his lips. He licks your essence off languidly, a moan rumbles in his throat.
He pulls you along to the fitting room, luckily nobody’s using it for adjustments.
“Butterfly, let me relieve you first,” her kisses you all along the jaw and neck and shoulder slowly takes your dress off. and then removes the clamps.
He takes each over sensitive bud into his mouth and gently rolls his tongue over them.
“Oh my gods!” You moan, as he keeps up his delightful assault.
The tenderness after the harsh prolonged torture feels like a dream.
He’s making your body burn up again!
“Butterfly,” He lifts your leg, and pushes you against a wall. “Fuck” he presses his length into you and your eyes cross. It feels like he’s pushing in forever and you get to be so fucking full even by the half of it! He stretches you to perfection.
His hand wraps around your throat, as he’s pelting your insides with rough thrusts from his massive member.
“Yes! Enix!!” You hold on to him for dear life as he fucks the shit out of you.
Your spongey walls flutter and contract around him, right before he shoots ropes of his hot load into you.
“I don’t want to pull out,” his voice is gruff and low. he keeps rocking his hips slower now, basking in your pussy and the afterglow of post orgasm bliss.
“We have to go back out,” You tell him.
He slips out of you, still rock hard. “You’re unfortunately right,” his cum seeps out after him.
He swipes your slit and collects some of himself, and then brings his fingers up to your lips.
You eagerly suck on them, he fixes your dress and hair for you, and you get back to the floor.
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