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Title: BloodCurdledSmile
Fandom: KHR
Rating: R
-Characters: Xanxus/fem!Squalo
-Warnings: dubcon, blood, violence, gore, fisting, abuse, language
Wordcount: 1k (1080)
Notes: --- N/A
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Xanxus refused to care about what Squalo wanted. What he wanted, she'd want; that's how their relationship would grow and fester and sprout. He would make sure to whip that into her- She was his and no one else's. Luckily for him, maybe, Squalo was ecstatic with the proposition in her own strange way. The first mission they went out with, he saw her silver hair soaked in blood and a cut across her leather shirt that showed off not only half her breast, but the slit nipple. He'd admit it, the blood and the grin and the laughter that came from Squalo gave him a fucking painful hard on.
So when they got back, Squalo stitched up the rendered useless nipple and tore off the rest of her shirt and paraded around the base like so, blood caked down her side from the wound and her hair standing on end- Xanxus dragged her into the washroom, pushed her to her knees and made her suck his dick. Even when Squalo nearly bit the head off, Xanxus couldn't stop from laughing and imaging what actually fucking her would be like. He finished off in her mouth, ripping out chunks of her short silver hair as he did so; and Squalo paid him back by digging her nails into the back of his thigh, ripping the skin and dragging her fingers down to the back of his knee.
He kicked her, but she smiled up at him and left with all the dignity in the world. "Fucking psycho bitch."
When he saw her next, she was walking from his room and when he had entered it, the bed sheets were wrapped around all his documents and on fire. He had laughed until tears leaked from his eyes and swore the next time he saw that whore he'd rip out her ovaries just to see what she'd do to retaliate.
The lie was set, because the next time he saw her, he didn't rip out her ovaries, instead he had licked his lips and watched with satisfaction as she was fucked into the wall by her boyfriend. Her back was rubbed raw and the stench of blood coated his tongue and nostrils but every time that guy trust into her too far and deep, he jerked at his dick harder like it was a sport that would earn him spare cash. When Squalo swore she'd rip his intestines out and go fishing with them; he came along with the boyfriend. He laughed as his sperm coated his hand and as Squalo was put down on two feet and as she turned to him. He didn’t stop laughing even as she glared at him and they left the ally way together after she'd pulled her shirt back down to cover up the missing skin.
Xanxus was secure in knowing Squalo was his with out even a slither of a doubt, because when her boyfriend came at him with a knife, Squalo had stepped in, grabbed the guy by the neck and snapped it with her bare hands. He then had turned around and saw her smiling like the bitch she was. He told her, whispered into her ear while she was pressed up against the mansion wall with the dead guy at their feet, that'd he'd dispose of the body. She had nearly ripped off the lobe of his ear with her canines, but all Xanxus felt was her hot panting against the shell of his ear, "All bark, no bite, bitch."
He watched with pleasure as Squalo bristled and grinned as she didn't go any closer to causing him physical damage.
Finally, soon after the incident, he'd pinned her down in his room, arms tied above her head so she couldn't get away and he'd fucked her like a bitch. Each trust he tried to rip her open, to split her down the middle and even as she lubricated his dick with blood and natural occurring lubricants, it was still rough. She was grinning and Xanxus didn't know why -but he was smirking as if the end of the world was coming. He mouthed on her scared nipple as hard as he could, ripping open the stitching with his teeth and shoving his tongue as far as it could go into the wound and he swore Squalo was getting even wetter from the treatment.
The blood was thick in his mouth and he spat it back out on Squalo's torso, watching as it dribbled down her collarbone and onto her neck, pooling between the veins there. Squalo snarled and barked out at the indignity. Xanxus pulled out last moment, he could feel Squalo's legs shake on either side of his body and he didn't want to give her an orgasm quite yet but his dick was still throbbing so he pulled at it until he came. His other hand was hooked onto Squalo's jaw, making her watch as he did so.
For the first time during their scuffle, she spoke coherently, "Fucking weak, the last guy was better than you ever will be."
Xanxus felt the anger boil inside of him and instantly he pushed his fist into her, ignoring as the bones dug into his fist and made his hand go into her as far as it could, before he pulled his hand back out and pushed it back in. With his other hand he was gagging her so she couldn't say anything more, and finally he felt her orgasm around his fist. He pulled his hand out and looked at it, watching the sticky substance that was mixed with Squalo's red blood web between his fingers. He replaced the gag with his soiled fingers and made her clean off each and every digit.
She took off a fingernail while cleaning his hand so he took the wounded hand and punched her wounded nipple as hard as he could. She jerked and swore, called his a stinking bastard, reminded him that he was adopted, told him everything he didn't care to hear- so he walked away from her and left her tied up on the bed, naked and bleeding.
The beautiful thing was that she walked into his office the next day with a split lip and a bit of a limp, and sat down on the couch, crossing her legs and told him, "Thanks for last night, bastard. I hope your fingernail grows back retarded, like your fucking skills are."
Fandom: KHR
Rating: R
-Characters: Xanxus/fem!Squalo
-Warnings: dubcon, blood, violence, gore, fisting, abuse, language
Wordcount: 1k (1080)
Notes: --- N/A
✵✵✵
Xanxus refused to care about what Squalo wanted. What he wanted, she'd want; that's how their relationship would grow and fester and sprout. He would make sure to whip that into her- She was his and no one else's. Luckily for him, maybe, Squalo was ecstatic with the proposition in her own strange way. The first mission they went out with, he saw her silver hair soaked in blood and a cut across her leather shirt that showed off not only half her breast, but the slit nipple. He'd admit it, the blood and the grin and the laughter that came from Squalo gave him a fucking painful hard on.
So when they got back, Squalo stitched up the rendered useless nipple and tore off the rest of her shirt and paraded around the base like so, blood caked down her side from the wound and her hair standing on end- Xanxus dragged her into the washroom, pushed her to her knees and made her suck his dick. Even when Squalo nearly bit the head off, Xanxus couldn't stop from laughing and imaging what actually fucking her would be like. He finished off in her mouth, ripping out chunks of her short silver hair as he did so; and Squalo paid him back by digging her nails into the back of his thigh, ripping the skin and dragging her fingers down to the back of his knee.
He kicked her, but she smiled up at him and left with all the dignity in the world. "Fucking psycho bitch."
When he saw her next, she was walking from his room and when he had entered it, the bed sheets were wrapped around all his documents and on fire. He had laughed until tears leaked from his eyes and swore the next time he saw that whore he'd rip out her ovaries just to see what she'd do to retaliate.
The lie was set, because the next time he saw her, he didn't rip out her ovaries, instead he had licked his lips and watched with satisfaction as she was fucked into the wall by her boyfriend. Her back was rubbed raw and the stench of blood coated his tongue and nostrils but every time that guy trust into her too far and deep, he jerked at his dick harder like it was a sport that would earn him spare cash. When Squalo swore she'd rip his intestines out and go fishing with them; he came along with the boyfriend. He laughed as his sperm coated his hand and as Squalo was put down on two feet and as she turned to him. He didn’t stop laughing even as she glared at him and they left the ally way together after she'd pulled her shirt back down to cover up the missing skin.
Xanxus was secure in knowing Squalo was his with out even a slither of a doubt, because when her boyfriend came at him with a knife, Squalo had stepped in, grabbed the guy by the neck and snapped it with her bare hands. He then had turned around and saw her smiling like the bitch she was. He told her, whispered into her ear while she was pressed up against the mansion wall with the dead guy at their feet, that'd he'd dispose of the body. She had nearly ripped off the lobe of his ear with her canines, but all Xanxus felt was her hot panting against the shell of his ear, "All bark, no bite, bitch."
He watched with pleasure as Squalo bristled and grinned as she didn't go any closer to causing him physical damage.
Finally, soon after the incident, he'd pinned her down in his room, arms tied above her head so she couldn't get away and he'd fucked her like a bitch. Each trust he tried to rip her open, to split her down the middle and even as she lubricated his dick with blood and natural occurring lubricants, it was still rough. She was grinning and Xanxus didn't know why -but he was smirking as if the end of the world was coming. He mouthed on her scared nipple as hard as he could, ripping open the stitching with his teeth and shoving his tongue as far as it could go into the wound and he swore Squalo was getting even wetter from the treatment.
The blood was thick in his mouth and he spat it back out on Squalo's torso, watching as it dribbled down her collarbone and onto her neck, pooling between the veins there. Squalo snarled and barked out at the indignity. Xanxus pulled out last moment, he could feel Squalo's legs shake on either side of his body and he didn't want to give her an orgasm quite yet but his dick was still throbbing so he pulled at it until he came. His other hand was hooked onto Squalo's jaw, making her watch as he did so.
For the first time during their scuffle, she spoke coherently, "Fucking weak, the last guy was better than you ever will be."
Xanxus felt the anger boil inside of him and instantly he pushed his fist into her, ignoring as the bones dug into his fist and made his hand go into her as far as it could, before he pulled his hand back out and pushed it back in. With his other hand he was gagging her so she couldn't say anything more, and finally he felt her orgasm around his fist. He pulled his hand out and looked at it, watching the sticky substance that was mixed with Squalo's red blood web between his fingers. He replaced the gag with his soiled fingers and made her clean off each and every digit.
She took off a fingernail while cleaning his hand so he took the wounded hand and punched her wounded nipple as hard as he could. She jerked and swore, called his a stinking bastard, reminded him that he was adopted, told him everything he didn't care to hear- so he walked away from her and left her tied up on the bed, naked and bleeding.
The beautiful thing was that she walked into his office the next day with a split lip and a bit of a limp, and sat down on the couch, crossing her legs and told him, "Thanks for last night, bastard. I hope your fingernail grows back retarded, like your fucking skills are."