So I'm Reading First And Last Soulmate's Previous Chapters To See If I Can Unblock My Writer's Block

So I'm reading First and Last Soulmate's previous chapters to see if I can unblock my writer's block and well...

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bold of me to assume my mom would let me cut my hair short.

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Sub!Felix (skz) Drabble 6

Word count: 821

Warnings: NSFW/minors dni, unprotected (don't try this at home kids), overstimulation, hair pulling, choking, anal fucking, punishment, sub!Felix, male!reader, dom!reader, rough sex, pet(kitten)-owner role-play, brief mention of degrading name (fuckdoll), established relationship, ok bye.

No I did not proofread this again I'm so sorry. Next up is ch. 4 of F&L soulmate.

Felix let out a yelp that quickly turned into a broken moan when his owner pulled his hair harshly, the gold bell hanging from the white collar on his neck ringing and his back arching, making him press his chest flat against the bed and making his ass stick out even further, feeling his owner even deeper inside him. He whimpered, hips moving by themselves when his owner wouldn't do any effort to move faster. He would take his time in pulling in and out, watching the smaller boy in front of him wither and whine.

"O-owner..." Felix said in a pleading voice, only to be ignored. He was conscious he well deserved a punishment after trying to deny his owner in a teasing game, but his remorse left him as soon as he felt his owner's cock stretch him to the hilt. His hole clenched around him in an attempt to avoid him pull out in that agonizing pace he had established. "O-owner, p-please-" He was cut out with a particular rough thrust, moaning while the grip in his hair became tighter. The pain in his scalp contrasted the pleasure coming from his prostate being pressed over and over again by the gliding of his owner's heavy cock. His own cock was dripping precum, overwhelmed with the pleasure which was not quite enough to cum just yet. It was driving him crazy, and he could get what he wanted if he reached down to jerk himself off. He whimpered as he erased the idea from his mind as soon as it came, gripping tighter on the sheets, the need to be a good kitten for his owner and to obey all his orders coming before his own release.

"Will you be a good kitten for me...?" He heard his owner ask, and he nodded vigorously as much as his head would let him given the state of his hair being pulled back.

"...Y-yes, o-owner... I-I p-promise... P-please..."

His owner pulled out of him completely and Felix whined loudly, his pleading never ceasing. A loud cry left his mouth right after when his owner snapped his hips, pushing right back in and forcing him to slide forward on the matress. The brutal pace began immediately with no warning. The bell on his neck began ringing obscenely, the sound mixing with the wet squelching and Felix's loud moans and whines. His owner let go of his hip to sneak his hand up to his neck, wrapping his fingers around his throat and squeezing enough to cut the right amount of air.

Felix's legs trembled, he kept on gasping for air and soon enough he felt his orgasm explode while moaning out loudly his owner's name, painting with cum the bed and part of his torso. His owner never ceased his actions, though, hips moving impossibly faster as his thrusts became sloppier. Felix tried inching away, the overstimulation left by his untouched orgasm being too much too bare. He quitted trashing around with a whimper when his owner tugged at his hair. He had no option but to stay still until his owner felt like he had enough of his kitten. His eyes began filling with tears, his breathing erratic as he tried to recieve enough oxygen despite the lack of it because of the tight hold right above his collar on his neck. His mouth was open, moans spilling out uncontrollably and his whole body trembled stronger than it did a few mintes ago. If he wasn't being held up in his current poisition, he would've collapsed already. His hole was burning, his scalped was stinging, his abused prostate was begging for a halt and his hands were white from the grip on the sheets.

"...D-didn't you want me to go faster, kitten...?" His owner's teasing voice reached his ears between skin slapping and the bell ringing. Felix couldn't think of a coherent answer, too fucked up in his state, only moans leaving his lips. His owner noticed this, smiling at himself. "Y-you love being my personal fuckdoll, don't you?" He said in between pants in a lower voice, hypnotized with how Felix's tight hole still pulled him in. A last snap of is hips pushed him to the egde, moaning out his kitten's name. Felix let out a high-pitched loud moan and slid once again against the bed despite the tight hold on his owner had on him. His owner kept on bucking his hips during his orgasm, slowly releasing the grip on Felix's throat to allow the boy to breath once again correctly.

Felix gasped for air immediately, his hole now beyond pain, his whining louder than before. It all hurt like hell. Damn, his vision wasn't even clear enough from all the tears and his hands didn't have any force to hold onto anything anymore. But he fucking loved it, no matter how raw and twisted could this be.

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I hope everyone is safe after Riyadh. I have been reading through twitter and it seems that now things are much better than a few hours.

I hope the staffs, the artists and the participants are all safe right now. !