#floggger

i haven’t been feeling well again lately and im not allowed to leave my hospital bed for a bit so here’s a drabble for my beauties. <3

summary: mammon humping a pillow and then some thigh riding. that’s literally it. you slap his ass with a flogger a few times but it’s only stated a couple of times.

“Hngh.. f..fu-CK!” the white haired male whimpered as you bought the black leather flogger onto his red ass once more, watching as his hips stuttered and thighs tensed against the white fluffy pillow he was currently fucking. His eyes were teary, tilting his head back to look at you with his ‘unfair’ eyes as he continued to grind his leaking cock against the soft cotton underneath him. You knew he was edging himself, you knew how he liked to chase his high and then let himself lose the building heat in his tummy. “Mammon, you’re so cute. That pillow feel good?” you asked which made him nod his head, “Feels good.. S'good, human i-..” Mammon stuttered, his back arching again, mouth hanging open on a pained moan as you hit him yet again. “What did you just call me? You trying to make me mad, baby boy?” you watched as he shook his head, a string of pleas escaping his mouth. “m'sorry! M'sorry M-Mommy..-!” he was chasing his orgasm again, you could tell how his moans became louder and shorter, getting himself ready to blow his load all over the pillow. This time, you stopped him. “Thats enough, you’ve been so good.”

He sobbed, lifting up his head to stare into your eyes. Tears rolled down his face, eyes glossy and drooling, wetting his chin. “Shh.. Don’t worry, you’ll get to cum.” you spoke, taking a seat on the bed next to him and beckoning him over to sit on your bare thigh. He obeyed, too dumb to deny you. “Move.” you whispered at him, he nodded in response, letting out a drawled out moan as he thrust his hips against your thigh, resting his head on your shoulder. You took hold of his hips, making him tilt his head before you helped him grind down onto your leg, his face flushing. “Kis…” Mammon sniffled, “Kiss m..m…-” you cut him off, shoving your tongue into his mouth and making him whine. He was close again, knowing that he wasn’t allowed to stop even if he tried. He moaned into your mouth, eyes opening as he pulled away, a silver string of saliva connecting him to you. “G'nna.. S'cumm'n..~” he managed, humping onto your thigh like his life now depended on it. “Cum for me, puppy. You can do it, cmon.” you whispered, holding his head against your shoulder and playing with his white locks. He spazmed, hips stopping abruptly for a second before he pushed himself to continue, a high pitched scream leaving his mouth as milky white spilled onto your thigh and up your stomach. “U-unmgh… Haaah…” he moaned against your shoulder, sniffing lightly as he sobbed against you, muffled. “That’s my good boy… Shhh, it’s okay. Did so well for me.” you smiled, moving your thigh to drive him into overstimulation. He gasped, shaking his head and letting out a whine which made you chuckle lightly, stopping your movements, “Okay, okay. Let’s get you cleaned up, sweetheart.”