♡ TW. Dead Dove // Read at Your Own Risk ; ♡ WC. 948
You blink again, and the world snaps back like a broken bone shoved into place. The air reeks of mead, ash, and piss. Your knees scrape against splintered floorboards sticky with filth and old blood. There are voices—low, jeering, drunk. And then his hand grips your hair and yanks your head up.
“Eyes forward, bitch.”
His voice cuts through the haze like steel through flesh. You’re in the middle of the tavern now. Not in some forgotten back room or the cellar you begged to stay in. He dragged you into the open, stripped and crawling, where every eye can see. And they do.
Men and monsters, drunk off coin and cruelty, raise their mugs and cheer like this is a show. Like you’re the entertainment.
He doesn’t smile. He never does.
He’s crouched beside you now, hand fisted in your hair so tight your scalp screams. His other hand slides between your thighs, cold and rough, and he grunts when he feels how ruined you are.
“Still leaking, huh? Told you you’d stay full.”
You whimper. He slaps you.
“Louder, slut. They didn’t hear you.”
The room erupts in laughter.
You try to crawl away, but he steps on your ankle, grinding your leg into the wood with his full weight. You scream, gag still knotted tight in your mouth. Your humiliation is delicious to him. He feeds off it. Like it’s XP.
He’s a weapon, not a man. All dead eyes and sinew, forged in war and sharpened on corpses. A lone Hero, the kind that walks over allies and enemies alike. His level doesn’t go up with kindness.
Only kills.
And you’re just another trophy. Another notch. Another flesh hole to dump his strength into.
He unbuckles his belt, slow, deliberate, like a hangman drawing out the noose. The room quiets. Someone whistles. He kicks your legs open wider with his boot.
“You know what she is?” he says to the room. “A fuckin’ bitch in heat.”
You shake your head. He laughs.
“No? Then why you so wet for this? Huh? Why’s your cunt twitchin’ every time I breathe on you?”
He grips your throat, hard enough to bruise, and slams you onto your back. You stare up into a ceiling stained with smoke and rot. The eyes around you gleam—men, beasts, shadows in the flickering firelight, watching, waiting.
He spreads your thighs with his knees, presses the head of his cock against your ruined hole, and doesn’t stop pushing until you sob through the gag.
“Tight,” he grunts. “Still fightin’. Good. I like it when it hurts.”
He starts to thrust. There’s no rhythm. No mercy. It’s punishment. Each time he drives into you, the table legs rattle, the floor thuds, the room watches.
“Look at her twitch,” someone says.
“Bet she came from that.”
He slaps your tit so hard you see stars. Grabs your face and smears spit over your cheek.
“Tell ’em what you are,” he growls. “Tell ‘em you’re my little cumdump.”
You can’t. The gag turns your screams into gurgles. So he pulls it down, just enough.
“Say it. Say it or I let them use you next.”
You tremble. “I’m—I’m your cumdump.”
“Louder.”
“I’m your fucking cumdump.”
The tavern roars with approval.
He chuckles, low and cruel. “Good girl.”
Then he flips you over again, face mashed against the floor, ass up like a dog. His hands spread you wide, fingers digging into bruises he’s left before. You hear him spit and feel it hit your back.
“Ain’t even worth lube,” he mutters.
He fucks you harder this time, fast and brutal, using your body like a sheath. Like you’re not human. Just a thing to break. Your nails scrape the floor, your jaw cracks from clenching. You try to disassociate. But he doesn’t let you.
His hand wraps around your throat, again. He pulls you upright, flush against his chest, cock never stopping.
“Stay with me,” he hisses into your ear. “Feel every second of it.”
He yanks your head to the side. Makes you look into a rusted mirror nailed above the bar.
“See that? That’s a whore. My whore. You see that face? That’s the face of a girl who begged me with her eyes to ruin her. And I did.”
He drives in deeper. You scream.
The crowd’s louder now. Someone tosses a coin at you. It hits your side and clinks on the floor.
“Make her bark!”
“Yeah! C’mon, mutt, bark for your master!”
He laughs.
“You hear ’em? They know what you are. On all fours, gettin’ filled in front of an audience. Like a bitch in heat.”
You whimper.
He bites your ear. “Do it. Bark.”
You do. A broken, pathetic sound. And they love it.
He finishes inside you again, spilling into you like it’s nothing. Like he’ll just do it again in ten minutes. Maybe he will.
He pulls out. You slump, legs shaking, cunt leaking.
“Open,” he orders.
You part your lips and he forces his fingers inside your mouth, the same fingers he used to stretch you open.
“Taste yourself. Taste me. That’s what you are now. A hole. A fuckdoll.”
He stands, adjusting his belt. Doesn’t even look down at you. Just throws a coin on your back.
“Clean up, slut.”
Then to the crowd: “She’s done for now. Anyone wants seconds, pay up.”
And he walks to the bar.
You lie there, ruined and wet, as strangers pass you by. Some spit. Some laugh. One kicks your side like he’s checking to see if you’re still alive.
The tavern fades around you.
And you realize something.
He meant it.
You’re never leaving.
You’re his.
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Ace Attorney: Miles Edgeworth, Godot
Arcane: Silco, Viktor
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Boku no Hero Academia: Dabi
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Demon Slayer: Sanemi Shinazugawa
DC: Damian Wayne
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How to Live as an Illegal Healer: N/A
Hunter x Hunter: Kurapika, Chrollo Lucilfer
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Kill The Hero: Woojin Kim
Love and Deepspace: Caleb
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One Punch Man: Garou
Reverend Insanity: Fang Yuan
TOUCHSTARVED: Mhin
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