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"i want you to fuck me like a whore."
carmy almost spit out his coffee. he put the mug down on the coffee table before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
"w-what did you just say?" he asked, staring at you while frowning. lips slightly parted in disbelief.
where did this come from? carmy had just got home from work, exhausted but finding himself unable to sleep so he decided to sit down with you in front of the tv to watch some shitty tv show on netflix.
he could tell something was bothering you. your eyes were glued to the tv but your mind was elsewhere. what he didn't expect however to hear those words earlier coming out of your mouth.
it can’t be, right? he heard wrong, right?
"you heard me, carm." you replied. your tone was so casually he couldn't believe what he was hearing.
he blinked, still not removing his eyes from you.
"but why?" he asked, confused.
"because i want it. because i'm asking you to."
"no baby, i mean— why so sudden? were the sex terrible? did i not doing a good job—"
"no, no, no, no…." you cut him off, one palm was on his chest. "oh my god carmy, i'm sorry that's not what i meant. it's just—" you sighed, before facing the tv screen again. your cheeks heated up, embarrassed. maybe this was a bad idea. "just forget it."
"no, hey. look at me." his thumb was in your cheek, caressing it softly. you did as he asked.
"tell me what you need."
and how could you refused when he was asking you so sweetly? especially with that tone.
"i just— you came home tired everyday. whenever i came to the bear you guys were always yelling at each other. you're always stressed out, bear. i just wanna help you." you made a move by massaging his chest. carmy gulped, his adam's apple bobbing. you could feel how his body suddenly tensed up.
"you wanna help me by asking me to hurt you?"
"i can take it, bear. besides you won't hurt me. i know you won't. and i know you need this too. i want it rough. i want you to be nasty. be selfish. do whatever you want with me, bear."
carmy swallowed again. his heart was beating like crazy. he always knew you had a dirty mouth but not this. this was straight up filthy that he was scared you didn't truly know or mean what you were asking. you were offering yourself to him to use, to fuck, to let out all those pent-up exhaustion and stress.
and god, he wanted it. he found it hard to refuse your offer. not when he saw the way you were looking at him at the moment with those big doe-eyes. you looked so innocent, and yet so fucking filthy. your voice was so sweet, pleading to him to use you like a fucking ragdoll. he wanted to hear it again as he fucked you mercilessly.
but not tonight.
"look, it's late. maybe we should go to bed." he didn't even know why he was denying you. no sane man would, especially when they were in his situation.
and carmy noticed how you tried your hardest not to groan as you turned off the tv.
the following night, when carmy got home he noticed that you were avoiding him. probably still mad about last night. but as always he was tired from work so he decided to take a shower first before confronting you.
but the moment he stepped out of the shower with a white towel hanging lowly around his waist and another was used to dry his curly hair, he felt like his soul almost jumped out of his body when he saw you.
you were laying on the bed that was positioned right in front of the bathroom door, naked and all spread out for him like an invitation. you were lazily rubbing your clit and when you saw him, you brought your fingers to your mouth to spit on them before fingering yourself, biting your lower lip as you kept an eye contact with him.
he could see your arousal dripping from far. you were so fucking wet it made him feral. carmy clenched his jaw so hard he thought it was gonna shattered.
carmy threw the towel he used to dry his hair on the floor, not caring where it landed before putting his hand on his hips
"what the fuck are you doing?" his voice thundered, echoing through the entire bedroom.
"why do you care what i'm doing? you don't wanna fuck me anymore right?" you mocked before moaning shamelessly. "but it's okay, bear. you can watch."
"jesus fucking christ." carmy muttered to himself before he walked to you, furiously. he yanked out your fingers that were inside your pussy before quickly flipping you on your stomach and smacking your ass twice, one on each side, making you yelp and your body jerked forward.
"fucking brat." he smacked your ass again multiple times until a tear fell down from the corner of your eyesmixed of pain and pleasure.
carmy was about to spank you again before he heard you chuckled.
he grabbed a fistful of your hair before yanking your body up. you winced. you were on your knees on the floor while carmy was sitting on the bed. your face was so close to his you could feel his hot breath.
"what's so fucking funny, huh?" his voice was stern. the same kind of tone that he used to boss his staff around in the kitchen. he never used it with you before. well, mostly because you were always acting so nice to him whenever you two had sex. but not tonight. and you liked it.
"knew you couldn't resist." you managed to reply despite the throbbing pain in your scalp.
"oh you little…." he released your hair roughly. you fell down on the carpeted floor.
"get on the bed. face down, ass up. come on." he commanded, and you quickly did as he asked.
he took the towel that was around his waist and shoved it into your mouth, gagging you. then he took his already hardened cock and immediately thrusted into you. no warning, no foreplay, no eating you out first like he always did.
his pace was brutal, absolutely no mercy was given. the grip he had on your hips was punishing. you already knew they would bruise for days. carmy would occasionally spank your ass over and over again as he rammed his cock into you. the sound coming out of his mouth was absolutely filthy. he moaned and grunted and growled, something you never thought you would ever hear because carmy is usually pretty quiet in bed. wanting to hear you instead was his usual excuse. so now you felt like you just hit a jackpot.
"this what you wanted? getting fucked like a fucking whore you are? just like you asked, huh? such a fucking slut. now you're getting it."
and god, the things he said to you.
the bed sheet under you was soaked with your tears and saliva as you nodded. this was exactly you wanted. what you had always fantasized about. carmy letting loose, using you for his own pleasure, releasing all those pent-up stress and exhaustion on you. it felt too good to be true. it felt like a dream.
carmy suddenly removed the towel inside your mouth and threw it somewhere on the floor, his pace never faltered. his hand went to grip your chin, pulling you up just slightly from the bed.
"why so quiet? you were fucking laughing and teasing me earlier. is my cock really that good? have i fucked you dumb already, sweetheart?"
you wished you could say something. anything. but what came out of your mouth were only moans and whimpers and whines and your choked up cries filling the room.
"yeah, i liked you quiet anyway." he shoved his fingers inside your mouth next. "just lay down there and take my cock, yeah? 'cause that's what you were fucking made for. made to take my cock like a little fucktoy you are. wish you could see yourself right now, sweetheart. such a good girl for me."
his words were already too much, but then when he took his hand that was gripping your chin to rub your clit, you were gone.
"fuck carmy, i'm gonna—"
"beg for it."
"please— fuck, let me cum please, bear. i need it so bad."
"yeah you can cum, baby. cum and fucking thank me for it."
a few more thrusts from him, and you came hard, not forgetting to thank him as you did. it was more like a babble really. a lot of thank you, thank you and fuck and few other things you couldn't remember cause your body was shaking so fucking hard.
carmy continued pounding into you a few more times, his pace getting slower and sloppier before he pulled out and flipping on your back and released his cum on your stomach. you could only lay there, exhausted and breathless as you let him paint your body with his hot white seeds.
minutes passed, and you were about to doze off when you felt carmy pulling your body to the end of the bed. you noticed that his cock was still hard.
"don't you dare go to sleep, i'm not fucking done with you yet." he slammed his cock back inside, earning a loud scream from you. "and you're gonna take it."