The belt hits the floor with a dull clink.

TW. Dead Dove // Read at Your Own Risk ; WC. 827

The belt hits the floor with a dull clink.

Your heartbeat stutters. The dim light casts jagged shadows over him, emphasizing the hard lines of his body—broad shoulders, dense muscle, the kind of build that makes it clear just how little effort it would take for him to pin you, hold you down, break you open. His forearm alone is thicker than your thigh, veins snaking down to his large, calloused hands as they flex, eager, impatient.

His shirt is already off.

You should be running.

“You’re shaking.” His voice is low, dark, soaked in amusement. “Scared?”

You don’t answer. It wouldn’t matter if you did.

Because then he pulls it out.

Your breath locks in your throat. The first thing that registers is the sheer size of him. Thick—obscenely thick, even at the base, where it’s heavy with girth. The veins bulge along his shaft, twitching with anticipation as he strokes himself lazily, the motion slow, deliberate—taunting. You can’t look away, can’t stop staring at the fat, swollen tip as it drools pre-cum, slicking his fingers as he spreads it down his length.

Your stomach twists into knots.

There’s no way.

There’s no fucking way—

He catches the look on your face and laughs. It’s not a kind sound.

“What’s the matter?” He angles himself down, pressing the leaking tip against your stomach, letting you feel just how deep he’d reach inside. The realization makes your blood run cold. He’s—he’s huge. If he forced that thing in, it would—

“Scared it won’t fit?” He grins, sharp, condescending, as if this is all some cruel joke at your expense. “Cute.”

Your wrists ache from struggling. He hasn’t even tied you up—not yet. He doesn’t need to. His strength alone is enough. His hands clamp around your hips, fingers digging in, bruising as he forces you up onto his lap, positioning you right over him.

The stretch is unbearable before he even pushes in.

Your body protests, struggling to take even an inch of him, your walls clenching instinctively as he drags the thick head along your entrance, teasing, smearing you with his pre-cum. He’s toying with you—enjoying this, watching the way you squirm in his lap, knowing you have nowhere to go.

“Tight,” he breathes, his voice deepening. “God, you’re—”

He doesn’t finish.

Instead, he slams you down.

A strangled sound rips from your throat—painful, overwhelming, as your insides burn from the intrusion. His cock forces you open, splitting you apart on his length, and it’s too much. You feel impossibly full, the head of it stretching you beyond anything you thought possible, stuffing you full until you can barely breathe.

He groans, burying his face in your neck. “Fucking hell. You’re so tiny.

You’re trembling. He’s not even fully inside, and yet every inch of him already feels unbearable—thick and pulsing, the veins dragging against your walls as he shifts. It’s not fair. He was always supposed to be that stupid, whimpering puppy who trailed after you—not this. Not the kind of man who could crush you with his bare hands.

“Look at you,” he murmurs, dragging his teeth over your skin. “Always thought you were smarter than me, huh?”

He grips your jaw, forcing your teary eyes to meet his.

He thrusts up, stuffing you deeper.

You wail.

“Guess that makes you a dumb little fucktoy now.”

Your whole body shakes, wracked with the brutal force of his thrusts as he forces you to take more, more, more. He doesn’t stop, doesn’t let up, forcing you down until you feel him hit something deep, something that makes your vision blur, makes your breath hitch and your legs spasm uselessly in his grasp.

“Oh? What’s that?” His voice is thick with mockery, fingers pressing into your stomach, feeling himself inside you. “That’s me, sweetheart. That’s me rearranging your guts.”

You whimper. You hate the way your body reacts—the way heat coils low in your stomach, the way your thighs tremble against his hips. His grin widens.

“That’s it,” he purrs, cupping the back of your neck. “Take it. Like a good little whore.”

The degradation burns, hot and humiliating, but he doesn’t stop there. Doesn’t need to. His hands grip your hips tighter, fingers bruising as he forces you to move, grinding you down against the base of his cock. Your body is his plaything, helpless against his strength, forced to take him to the hilt.

“That’s it. That’s what you were made for.”

Your nails dig into his arms, but he barely notices. You can feel him pulsing inside you, feel the thick veins dragging against your walls, pushing you closer and closer to something inevitable, something you shouldn’t want, shouldn’t enjoy.

He knows.

He sees it—the way your thighs tremble, the way your breath shudders.

“God, you’re so fucking cute when you’re desperate.” He kisses your temple, mockingly sweet. “Gonna cry for me, baby?”

He snaps his hips up, slamming deep

—and you break.

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Ace Attorney: Phoenix Wright

Arcane: Jayce

Blue Lock: Michael Kaiser, Rin Itoshi, Sae Itoshi, Shidou Ryusei, Yoichi Isagi

Boku no Hero Academia: Dabi, Hawks, Katsuki Bakugo, Villain! Midoriya Izuku

Brutal: Satsujin Kansatsukan no Kokuhaku: N/A

Death Note: Light Yagami

Demon Slayer: Doma, Muzan Kibutsuji, Rui, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Yoriichi Tsugikuni

DC: Bruce Wayne, Damian Wayne, Dick Grayson, Tim Drake

Dishonored Series: Kirin Jindosh

Genshin Impact: Childe, Itto, Kazuha, Pantalone, Pantalone, Scaramouche, Venti, Xiao

Haikyuu!!: Atsumu Miya, Futakuchi Kenji, Goshiki Tsutomu, Kei Tsukishima, Keishin Ukai, Kenjiro Shirabu, Lev Haiba, Oikawa Tooru, Tendō Satori, Tetsurou Kuroo, Yūji Terushima

Honkai Star Rail: Aventurine, Mr. Reca, Nanook, Sampo Koski, Sunday

How to Live as an Illegal Healer: Seunghyeon Kang

Hunter x Hunter: Feitan Portor, Gon Freecss, Ging Freecss, Hisoka Morow, Killua Zoldyck, Kurapika, Nobunaga Hazama, Pariston Hill, Phinks, Uvogin

I’m Not That Kind of Talent: Cruel Hardt, Demon Aru, Eduardo Deserte

Jujutsu Kaisen: Kenjaku, Megumi Fushiguro, Naoya Zen’in, Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Yuji Itadori

Kill The Hero: Johann Georg, Kim Woo-Jin, Lee Jin-Ah, Se Jun-Lee

Love and Deepspace: Caleb

Mobile Legends: Bang Bang: Aamon, Claude, Gusion, Suyou

MONSTER: Johan Liebert

Naruto Shippuden: Deidara, Hashirama Senju, Hidan, Kabuto Yakushi, Kisame Hoshigaki, Madara Uchiha, Minato Namikaze, Zabuza Momochi

One Punch Man: Stinger, Suiryu

Reverend Insanity: Fang Zheng

TOUCHSTARVED: Player Character, Vere

Undertale Multiverse (Human AU): Bill! Sans, Dust! Sans, Error! Sans, Fresh! Sans, Ink! Sans, Horror! Sans, Killer! Sans, Shattered Dream! Sans, Underfell Papyrus, Underfell Sans, Undertale Chara, Undertale Frisk, Undertale Sans

Wuthering Waves: Aalto, Brant, Scar

Your Throne: Eros Orna Vasilios

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