I promise you’re a good girl-D.M
Pairing: bestfriend!Draco x fem!reader
SMUT
NOT PROOF READ
warnings: thigh riding, reader being used, crying, kind of subspace, Cedric being an asshole, aftercare <3, mentions of scratches and bruises. I do think that’s all. Take it or leave it, don’t like don’t read, okay?
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“what happened?” he asked as he pulled her inside before anyone could find her out after curfew
“went to see Cedric…” she mumbles as she walked to his room and collapsed on his big, newly made bed, always typical Draco..always so neat.
“oh fuck” he cursed through a sigh, he wasn’t exactly fond of Cedric, also known as the ‘golden boy’, or the fact that he never cares about y/n. he just gets what he wants and sends her out the door, not even caring if she finished or not and no aftercare whatsoever. And that was a big deal for him, aftercare is his favorite part and should always be offered.
“didnt even get to finish, dray...” she whined as tears slid down her slightly pink cheeks, oh those cheeks, someone as beautiful as her should never have to cry over a boy like..him..Cedric.
“oh love..” he muttered, “why do you keep doing this to yourself, you know you always end up in my dorm crying your pretty eyes out on my bed” he said as he sat down on the bed and wiped her tears with his thumbs, mascara slowly making black trails from her long lashes above her doe eyes, bottom lashes sticking together.
“he told me I was his good girl…i just wanna be good” she sniffled and hiccuped. God he couldn’t help but feel his heart gain a crack.
“your tummy ‘s all achy, yeah?” he asked putting a big hand on her lower abdomen, he quickly noticed how she leaned closer to him, seeking his touch.
“so bad, dray”
“want me to take care of you?” He asked already knowing the answer. He felt so bad for her, he doesn’t want his little sweetheart to suffer
“please, Draco” she begged airily
“okay love, come here. ‘M gonna help you out”
“am i a good girl? i just wanna be a good girl—“ she said desperate for assurance, but the blonde slytherin cut her off
“i promise you’re a good girl, angel” he said, his hands were now wrapped around her waist as he began moving her, “but you gotta stop going to him, he’s no good for you, love”
her pretty pink lips parted as he kept moving her back and forth on his thigh, making her pussy rub against his pants back and forth
“Draco” she whispered as her hands moved up to his wide shoulders so she can move faster
“there we go, keep going, honey” he said, “poor princess, didn’t get to cum, hm?”
she shook her head and closed her eyes, feeling her climax coming on as she was already on the brink of it from earlier
“almost there, aren’t you? Don’t worry I’m here, love”
“mhm” she nodded and moved faster and faster, feeling the tension loosen up bit for bit, focus on the feeling of him.
“you can cum, love” he said, a low yet high pitched moan came out of her as her high came on, she fell on the bed next to her on the side, breathing out as she tried to catch her breath
“i didn’t mean to bother y—“
“sweetheart” Draco cut in, “i’m not him. i’ll take care of you, cm’ere” he said, picking her up and taking her to the bathroom counter
“i’m gonna take of your clothes, is that okay for you?” he asked, what can you say, he’s a man of consent
“It’s okay Draco” she said in a tired and weak voice, his jaw clenched at the sight of her bare body, bruises, red marks, and scratches were all over her body.
it meant that it was a rough night and that asshole didn’t even bother to give her the aftercare she needed. How careless, and he was supposed to be the soft, goody two shoes golden boy. Only if every girl that swoon for him knew what an ungrateful, selfish prick he was
“Fucking asshole” he whispered as be turned on the water and filled the bath, he hated the being that was Cedric Diggory. that fucking asshole never bothered to care about that poor girl that just wanted to please him and make him happy, in hopes of one day he’ll care for her
he put some soaps and bath salts in and gently put her in the bath, he cleaned her up with a soft towel, minding the sensitive areas. He was really careful to not make her uncomfortable in any way.
“want a rubber duck?” he asked, she nodded, he chuckled lightly as he put a rubber duck on the water, seeing her move it around and play with it while he washed her hair and body, she didn’t want to make her smaller than she was, but he knew she liked all the silly muggle stuff and he just wanted to reward her for how good she’s been. She deserved a good end of the day
he then dried her off and dressed her in one of his boxers and his quidditch sweater, he put her in bed and placed a blanket over her body and tucked it in on the sides of her body to create a comforting feeling
“stay with me?” she said as she saw him walk away, she reached out her hand for him, he sighed and muttered a small ‘of course’ as he held her hand and whispered sweet nothings in her ear while she slept and once in a while planting a loving kiss on her head
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This is a very old one, one of the first five I wrote actually. So I know it’s bad, don’t come after me😂❤️
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I lay on the bed, my heart rate now returned to an even pace. His praises to me still echoed in my mind, ‘you did so well for me, baby. You did such a good job, you came so beautifully’. He had stepped away for a moment, but before I could question it, I felt his hands return to my side.
He lifts me into his arms, in my blissed out state, and brings me to the hot bath he drew for us. He settles me into the tub gently, before joining me. He sits behind me, wrapping his arms around my chest, pulling me close. The water is hot enough to burn at first but feels —- once we acclimate. For several minutes we just enjoy the heat in silence, our bodies entangled.
Using a bar of eucalyptus scented soap, he begins to gently rub small circles along my body. Over the parts that he had bitten and bruised, he was even more careful; the back of my neck, my inner thighs, the few spots on my tummy and hips.
I turned to face him, and we kissed, pressing our heads together. Our eyes met, and we smiled, before giggling. Whispering praises to him, I started to run my fingers along his cheek bones, eyebrows, and temples. I pressed in, massaging his face with my thumbs.
“Thank you for taking care of me, making me feel so safe,” I murmured, kissing his head once again. He closed his eyes and hummed. I used my hands to continue the massage down his neck, to his shoulders, kneading. I squeezed and worked down his forearm, to his hand and fingers, not forgetting to kiss his palm before moving to the next arm.
As I finished his right hand, he raised both his hands to dig into my hair, massaging my head tenderly. I bowed my head a bit, letting him do so- he knew it was my favorite. His nails ran along the skin softly, then digging it to scratch.
I returned to his embrace, and we melted into each other, our hearts beating as one.
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You wanna know my limits? As far as I’m concerned, push me as far as you need to get the message across.
I don’t fully care if I’m broken in the process, come take what’s yours through any means necessary :3
Also the really desperate anon signed as me was actually me, I was feeling quite needy :3
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Keep up that kind of behavior, I'll come and fix it real quick. Your smart mouth could be put to better use than being a little brat. Shove you down onto your knees and make you wet my strap as I watch you struggle to take it all. Force you to bend over the bed as I take you from behind, not caring for your pleasure as I use you. I'll pull your hair back so I hiss in you ear about how much of a brat you've been.
I'll fuck it right out of you, until you are screaming for me to slow down. That's when I'll finally gag your bratty mouth and keep using you for my own pleasure until you are bruised.
You'd know you could stop anytime if you just used your safeword, but I doubt you will. You just want the brat to be fucked out of you, don't you? But once you do apologize, I'll take such good care of you, cleaning you up and cuddling your sore body against me.
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okay so because previous anons asked about sex, I wanna ask about aftercare, how they act after sex? oh and i’m curious how their sex life change after being together for a while
xoxo <3
their aftercare isn't always aftercare-101, if i'm honest. theo is very bad at it and doesn't really... ever... do that for matthias. and matthias may be very good at giving aftercare but theo is incredibly resistant to it. i mentioned earlier that theo really gets off on praise, but... he also flinches away from it. he's so twisted up about so much of what he wants and he's really, uh... well. he makes it really hard to get close to him and offer comfort despite how much he desires it. matthias can't say certain things without scaring theo off (and i mean, like, theo will quite literally run away), so he has to talk around what he wants to say and what theo needs to hear to prevent theo from bolting before he can bring him down.
matthias takes a long time cleaning theo up and massaging his muscles after, and he'll hum or talk to himself in polish so theo knows he's still there touching him (but isn't stirred before he comes to himself on his own by english he can understand). when he's finished, he'll ask theo very simple yes or no questions that let matthias know how theo's feeling without outright asking how he's feeling. he also checks on theo throughout the day, but he has to be even more subtle there or theo starts to feel smothered. is your body okay? do you want me to get you dressed? does your head hurt? do you want me to read to you? he focuses on asking about the physical and what theo wants to do rather than theo’s emotions. matthias has learned that asking if theo's feeling okay after is a quick way to trigger a very, very negative response in theo. it's one of the reasons why i think matthias is constantly asking theo in the heat of sex how he's feeling, because that's when theo is so preoccupied by the physical aspect that the emotional effects leak out without him fighting to keep them in. it takes a few months for theo to get comfortable with the feelings he has after sex with him before matthias can really give him proper aftercare. that’s why the sex they have early on is never anything too crazy. matthias coaxes theo into a better place first.
i also think it’s important to clarify that it’s not like they’re always having kinky sex. still, theo usually needs physical touch after vanilla sex as well. matthias himself always craves conversation afterwards, so he waits for theo to stir awake (because he often falls asleep after sex) or come back into his body fully to talk to him.
as for changes to their sex life after they’ve been together for awhile… i believe i've talked about this before, but their sexual dynamic turns on its head after a few years. theo starts to take control of the reins and gets more comfortable asking for and doing what he wants. with theo he just has a lot holding him back and it's only after he's grown as a person and worked past a majority of his intimacy issues that he can act on the desires he's been burying waaay down. there's a sort of brattiness that theo starts to have a lot of fun with during sex—a lot of pushing and prodding, withholding, insulting... matthias is having the time of his life lmao, like he loves being challenged and pushed around. matthias takes on a more submissive role during sex as they age, which is fun for him. plus it's kind of the dynamic they've always had outside of sex anyway. of course, there are never any set roles in their sexual life so i'm not saying that it's always like that, but theo enjoys telling matthias what to do and how to do it. they have a lot of fun with it.
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As long as his tongue game is good I'm all down for it 😭 good dreams tonight mayhaps???
his tongue game is incredible specifically because he’s so eager to please sometimes. he takes the time to learn your body and what makes you feel the best.
after he fucks you so roughly, he wipes the tears from your face and kisses you softly. he coos into your ear about how lucky he is to have you.
even though he just finished fucking you, his hands start wandering the soft expanse of your skin as he kisses down your neck, stopping to pull one of your pebbled nipples into his mouth, flicking his tongue over it as he watches your face.
that’s what makes him so good — he watches your every reaction when he gets like this. he listens to every intake of breath, every whimper, every moan.
he’s so gentle with you after being so rough just moments ago. because if he’s a prince, you’re his princess. and he’s gonna make sure you know it. 🫠
JAS PLEASE
THIS IS UNBEARABLE
IM SUPPOSED TO BE ORDERING GROCERIES BUT YOU KEEP ENCOURAGING ME
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@chaosbled : [ CARESS ] for sender to kiss one of receiver’s scars ( hand / wrist kisses from Chuuya !! he loves his hubby !! )
" chuuya. " voice shakes against familiar syllables on his tongue. his heart won't stop pounding with a speed of a prey in flight. chest rises and falls heavily as dazai resets after a night of intimate activity. and yet eyes do not leave the moonlit visage before him. chuuya still straddles his thighs, both hands holding dazai's arm up to his face.
the bandages are loose on his arm, having come undone when they were holding each other close. dazai had wanted sleep to take him immediately but he cannot rest until he is wrapped together perfectly lest he fall apart. chuuya had been the one to grab the bandages which now lays partially forgotten by his side. instead of leaving it to dazai, his husband has taken his hand and begins to presses gentle kisses into his palm.
" chuuya, " he says again with something heavy in his voice, begging for something he doesn't know. it's certainly not to stop, for they both know what that would sound like. no, his voice breathes out of him closer to that of a child calling out for affection, for unconditional love. fingers twitch as lips travel down on the heel of his palm to the first and lightest scar made before he had learned to cut below the hand.
lips tremble as his heart quickens even more. he won't tell him to stop -- not yet. chuuya knows his boundaries and has never once broken them on purpose. the tenderness is evident in his touch and in his kisses and dazai knows his partner isn't being malicious. and so he must see this through to the end.
what chuuya does next makes dazai shatter. careful fingers hold the loose bandages against his wrist where the most egregious of the scar tissue is. lips travel down before they place a gentle, loving kiss to the gauze. a sob rips through dazai's throat, already vulnerable and emotionally tired from the pleasure he had just experienced. and yet his eyes remain dry as dazai looks up at his husband with an expression that pleads with him to keep going. to kiss the bandages and what lays beneath.
dazai's monster. his pain and his inhumanity made manifest in failure after failure etched upon his flesh. it would be laid bare for chuuya if he simply let go, if he simply allowed the bandages to fall onto the mattress. but he doesn't because that is not what dazai wants. how many times has his bandages been pulled off, examined by clinical hands before his methods were scolded? how many times had he been violated just because it was easy?
what is this hollow thing supposed to do now in the face of such love?
" chuuya. " this time it's spoken with reverence in a quiet breath upon the air of a moonlit night. he is in awe at him and his heart, his big bleeding heart that beats for dazai. each terrible thought in his mind is dispelled with another kiss to the bandage as chuuya travels down his arm. the gentle caress makes him fall deeper and deeper into a warmth he thought would forever be out of his reach.
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nsfk ask: ive been thinking about the praise kink thing and while not as intensely as yamato i DO believe kakashi would like. have a secret praise kink.
in any other facet of life people can compliment him and he can play it off or disregard it or get uncomfortable about it But. in a moment of intimacy? when his usual defenses are lowered? when its just him and a partner he trusts implicitly (hi gai and yamato)? i think. being told something like "you're so good" or any number of praises and affirmations abt how happy being with him makes his partner? ouh. i think that might sink in a little.
pathological impulse to self efface VS intense focus on listening to his partner + trying to make sure he has a good time: FIGHT
yamatos is insane tho. no competition. he'd put up with SO MUCH just to be told that hes good. that guy. love him.
gai on the other hand is a self praising machine like hes got that on LOCK so i think if somebody praised him mildly hed be like "right you are!!!" tho i think if he was praised effusively just absolutely drowning in compliments hed get a little embarrassed, unsure how he feels about it positively or negatively
ty for listening to my thoughts
Yeah this is basically how i feel about it lol Kakashi, in the right mindset with the right person, will full body blush with a little praise. And i love that for him.
About Yamato tho, putting it that way makes me think he needs therapy even more 😭 poor guy is so starved for validation and acknowledgement. Someone help him 😭
Gai is in that poll bc i think it's there. It's not very noticeable tho.
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