cae & nayati » maybe i will
Story: RPG storyverse (canon or at least canon-adjacent I guess)
Genre: Smut
Rating: 18+
Characters: Cae & Nay
Challenge: Spicy Dialogue Prompts
CN: Penetrative sex, hair pulling, verbal humiliation/degradation, vaguely hints at under-negotiated kink, arguing as a love language & form of flirting lol
Author's Note: Can we all take a moment give Soph a round of applause for sending me the absolute funniest combination of ship + prompt for this challenge!!! (Also I've had this in my WIP document in almost-finished state for like ... pretty much exactly a year lmao, it's the same as with the last one: Did the prompt deserve a better fill? Yup. Can I be bothered to write an entirely new scene when this one already exists? Hell no.) Enjoy my two favorite idiots fucking arguing <3
»You look so pretty with my dick inside you, princess.«
»You look so pretty with my dick inside you, princess.«
»Oh, shut up«, you sigh, arching your back and leaning into him. »I’m trying to enjoy having your dick inside me, you know.«
Nayati laughs. »Let’s be honest - you already do. You always do.« He grabs you by the hair with one hand and thrusts his hips forward hard, making you gasp. »And you’ll enjoy it even more if I keep talking to you like that, won’t you?«
»Shut up«, you growl, painfully aware of the blush creeping up your neck and cheeks.
You can hear the smirk in his voice when he says: »Or what? You’re gonna come even faster and harder, like the pathetic little fucktoy you are?«
You bite your lower lip, refraining from giving an answer that would surely reveal the truth; no matter what words you’d choose, that certain tone and that slight tremble in your voice would be more than enough.
His fingers still tangled in your hair, Nayati tightens his grip near your scalp again. »Answer the question.«
»Do I really have to?«, you sigh. Another harsh tug that makes your scalp burn is answer enough; good thing he’s behind you right now, so he can’t see you roll your eyes. »Okay, okay. Here’s your answer: … Maybe. Yeah, maybe I will. Maybe I do like it when you open your stupid mouth and, for once, say something that’s both true and embarrassingly hot. There you have it. Now, will you at least fuck me while we argue - and do it properly -, so we both get something enjoyable out of this?«
He stays completely still for a moment, seemingly pondering. Then, he leans forward, just close enough to whisper in your ear: »If you say please, maybe I will.«
You kind of hate yourself for not even thinking twice. »Please.«
(And that’s all the incentive he needs to pick up a fervent rhythm, each thrust earning him one of your most desperate moans.)
Genre: Smut
Rating: 18+
Characters: Cae & Nay
Challenge: Spicy Dialogue Prompts
CN: Penetrative sex, hair pulling, verbal humiliation/degradation, vaguely hints at under-negotiated kink, arguing as a love language & form of flirting lol
Author's Note: Can we all take a moment give Soph a round of applause for sending me the absolute funniest combination of ship + prompt for this challenge!!! (Also I've had this in my WIP document in almost-finished state for like ... pretty much exactly a year lmao, it's the same as with the last one: Did the prompt deserve a better fill? Yup. Can I be bothered to write an entirely new scene when this one already exists? Hell no.) Enjoy my two favorite idiots fucking arguing <3
»You look so pretty with my dick inside you, princess.«
»You look so pretty with my dick inside you, princess.«
»Oh, shut up«, you sigh, arching your back and leaning into him. »I’m trying to enjoy having your dick inside me, you know.«
Nayati laughs. »Let’s be honest - you already do. You always do.« He grabs you by the hair with one hand and thrusts his hips forward hard, making you gasp. »And you’ll enjoy it even more if I keep talking to you like that, won’t you?«
»Shut up«, you growl, painfully aware of the blush creeping up your neck and cheeks.
You can hear the smirk in his voice when he says: »Or what? You’re gonna come even faster and harder, like the pathetic little fucktoy you are?«
You bite your lower lip, refraining from giving an answer that would surely reveal the truth; no matter what words you’d choose, that certain tone and that slight tremble in your voice would be more than enough.
His fingers still tangled in your hair, Nayati tightens his grip near your scalp again. »Answer the question.«
»Do I really have to?«, you sigh. Another harsh tug that makes your scalp burn is answer enough; good thing he’s behind you right now, so he can’t see you roll your eyes. »Okay, okay. Here’s your answer: … Maybe. Yeah, maybe I will. Maybe I do like it when you open your stupid mouth and, for once, say something that’s both true and embarrassingly hot. There you have it. Now, will you at least fuck me while we argue - and do it properly -, so we both get something enjoyable out of this?«
He stays completely still for a moment, seemingly pondering. Then, he leans forward, just close enough to whisper in your ear: »If you say please, maybe I will.«
You kind of hate yourself for not even thinking twice. »Please.«
(And that’s all the incentive he needs to pick up a fervent rhythm, each thrust earning him one of your most desperate moans.)