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Plaything ღ

Inspired by the c.ai bot that Riss anon made. (๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ Reader bullying Kairos while he tries to hide in the bathroom stalls during lunch.

CWs/tags: dubcon, bullying, reader is a top, semi-public/public(?), mentions of Kairos' virginity, coercion

NSFW. MDNI.

Reader is GN! ( ´ ꒳ ` )

The bathroom was supposed to be his only escape.

It was the only place where Kairos could be left alone; hidden away from prying, judgmental eyes.

The one place where he could find peace.

But you breached it. You followed him in, cornered him in one of the stalls… And now he’s crying, begging for you to leave him alone. You relentlessly keep demanding money from him.

“I-I s-said, I only h-have 5 dollars left!"

His voice comes out louder than he anticipated; one of the rare times he manages to stand up for himself. But his voice quickly grows quieter, softer, just like usual. You’re slightly taken aback by his audacity… But also, it’s exciting.

Poor little Kairos really thinks he can hide from you…? Sweet little Kairos thinks he can deny you what you want? Honestly, he’s just too adorable.

“You only have five dollars left, huh?” You furrow a brow and cross your arms, thinking of ways to torment him further. The first step is to find a way to lure him out… But how could you do that? There’s no way he’s going to open the door without a little bit of coaxing. 

“If you come out of that stall, we can make a deal.”

Your offer is met with silence.

“I promise I’ll be nice… Just open the door, okay?”

Again: silence. You quickly tire of trying.

“Are you ignoring me, or are you deaf?”

You ball up your hand and brazenly bang on the door; Kairos can’t help but gasp and squeal. “P-please, just… Leave… Leave me alone…!”

Now you’ve fully given up on trying to lure him out. He can’t be reasoned with.

The only thing left is to force your way in.

“I’m going to give you to the count of three before I break down the door.” A conniving smirk forms on your face as you hear Kairos sniffle and cry louder. He begs you more to leave him alone, but you have no intentions of backing down.

“One.”

Kairos shifts around in the stall but doesn’t budge.

“Two.”

His cries are becoming weaker as he desperately tries to reason with you.

However, his words fall on deaf ears.

“Thre-”

Before you can finish, Kairos undoes the lock, timidly pushing the door open as he hangs his head low. There are tears streaming down his pink cheeks as he hiccups softly. You laugh, “good boy.” 

And your words make his eyes widen.

“W-wait, wha-”

As Kairos attempts to speak, you quickly force your way into the stall and lock the door behind you, effectively trapping him in. He stumbles backward and lands on the closed toilet seat, his lunch falling onto the ground. His purple eyes stare up at you in horror.

Your hands grip each of his legs as you pry them open, placing one knee firmly against his crotch. The sudden sensation sends a shiver down his spine.

“You said you don’t have enough money for me, right?” You leer down at him as you slowly begin to rub your knee against his bulge, snickering at the way he shakes and writhes. He’s becoming hard. 

He answers you with a small nod.

“Then how about you just pay me with your body, hm?”

Kairos’ jaw drops.

“W-what do you mean…?” He opens his mouth to speak again, but he’s swiftly silenced as you shove your tongue inside of it. Kairos struggles against your grip; he raises his hands and pushes against your chest, but he’s so weak that you barely budge. A high-pitched moan escapes his lips as your knee grinds harder against him.

He's speechless now.

Kairos whimpers pathetically as his cock twitches within his pants, precum already leaking from the tip, a tiny wet splotch slowly forming on the fabric. The way your tongue violates his mouth sends his mind into a tizzy; he can’t tell if he loves or hates this.

Without realizing it, his hips start to jerk and move against you, his dick yearning to be touched even more. But you won’t give him the luxury of freeing his cock- it’s going to stay right there, trapped in the confinements of his tight black jeans.

A lack of oxygen forces you to end the kissing; a string of saliva connects your mouths. Both of you are panting and sweating as you move to nibble on his left ear.

“You’re going to be my toy from now on, you hear?” With one hand, you reach up and grip his cheeks, forcing Kairos to look directly at you. He squeaks and nervously shifts his body... Your gaze is far too intense for him.

“You can’t afford to pay me? That’s fine. Every day that you don’t have the money, you’ll just have to forfeit your body to me instead.” He gasps as you slowly drag your knee over his throbbing cock.

“Deal?”

It wouldn’t even matter if Kairos wanted to say no. You refused to give him a choice.

All he could do was gasp, shake, and moan as you harshly made him nod. To be perfectly honest, Kairos has never experienced something as thrilling as this before.

Nobody has ever made him cum, either.

He’s a total virgin.

Excitedly, involuntarily, Kairos spreads his legs out further for you, giving you a better view of him. He makes it so much easier for you to abuse his fragile body.

He’s scared, he’s terrified, but above all: he’s horny and excited. All sense of rationality gets thrown out the window as he becomes desperate to cum.

“P-please, please… Please…” Kairos can’t form a sentence as his hands grip your shoulders. The tears in his eyes are laced with both intense shame and pleasure.

To get off on being used like this… To get off on being bullied…

He almost wonders if this is his new purpose: to be your toy. Maybe all of his other bullies will back off if he submits to you… Maybe life will become easier if he just lets you use him however you please. As long as it’s you, it wouldn’t be such a bad thing.

You grin from ear-to-ear as Kairos submits to your touch. He’s so desperate to come undone- it’s adorably obvious. He loses control over his hips as a wave of pleasure begins to build up within him. He’s close- so close- he needs this more than anything.

Kairos digs his nails deep into your skin as he throws his head back, eyes closing tightly as he moans unashamedly loud. It’s as if he forgets that the two of you are still in a public restroom.

The front of his pants slowly become soaking wet as he cums and twitches beneath your touch, your knee gently rubbing circles over his bulge while he enjoys his high. With one hand, you stroke his cheek, and the other one pets his fluffy hair.

“Good boy,” you whisper in his ear. 

“Now… If you don’t have my money tomorrow… Just know that I won’t be as nice as I was today. Do you understand?”

Kairos weakly nods as you tenderly kiss his cheek. Shamefully, he looks down and notices the mess he’s made in his jeans- and it causes him to grimace. He feels like he already knows the answer, but he figures that he needs to ask anyway.

“Can… C-can I clean myself up…?”

You look down at his cum-stained pants. You smile.

“No.” ღ