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The little tsums were just too cute to resist! The moment those little bundles of joy rained down from the sky, you’d be absolutely smitten - especially with the one who looked strikingly similar to your boyfriend. Cater had found it before you did. By the time you and Cater had met up for class, the little guy was on his shoulder as proud as can be. You practically spoiled the thing as if it were your own child. For a while, you thought Cater felt the same about the tsum; from Magicam pictures to dressing it in little accessories, Cater showered his miniature self in attention. You were quite the trio for a time.
When it finally came for the little tsums to ascend back to…well, wherever they came from, you could barely let it go. It was so hard saying goodbye! Both you and Cater had your last moments with the tsum, wishing it well and hoping it would never forget you two. You both stood there, hand in hand, waving up at the sky in a mix of awe and pain as your friend went up, up, up - then disappeared. It was disappointing, seeing them all go, but at least you and Cater had pictures to remember your little friend by. After the tsums had ascended, you thought that would be the end of your night.
How wrong you were.
“You remember who you belong to now?” Cater asked, voice husky, almost dangerous, his usual cheery tone long gone. He takes a fistful of hair, right over your scalp, gently yet firmly jerking your head back. His mouth was now right next to your ear, every labored breath and groan crystal clear. Still, over the harsh slapping of skin, with your body jerking with every harsh thrust he gave, you had to strain a little to hear him. “Huh? Answer me!”
“You!” you replied, mixed with yet another wanton moan. “I belong to Cater!”
“Mmn, yeah you do~” His free hand delivered a harsh smack to your ass. “No one else, yeah? No one, no little creature, is gonna take you from me.”
The last of his sentence came out as a sort of growl that sent a shiver down your spine. Cater wasn’t usually so possessive, so rough - but the man was not without his flaws, his insecurities, his doubts. Despite the facade he put on for those around him, Cater was a very self-conscious man who feared rejection; whose outlook on the world was so grim it could be called tragic. Very few knew of the real Cater Diamond - you were one of those lucky people. It was up to you to tell Cater how much you loved him, how you weren’t going anywhere. Even so, you didn’t think he would get jealous of your little tsum friend, one you both so adored. Perhaps you got a little too comfortable…paid a little more attention to the tsum than you did to your boyfriend.
Many would call that a toxic trait, and, indeed, it was. Though you still chose to stay with Cater, even with all his flaws and red flags. You would show him the love he hadn’t received before; you would show him life was not all about rejection and abandonment. If fucking your brains out was what Cater needed to feel better, you didn’t mind one bit. How could you? No dick could compare to Cater Diamond’s. Despite his current rough treatment of you, the punishing pace he fucked you with, there was love in every stroke.
Your moans came out breathy, too labored and shrill to hold much volume. Your hands gripped the sheets of the bed, struggling to keep you upright. It would honestly be a bit of a relief if Cater shoved your face into the pillows, but until then, you obediently kept yourself up. You didn’t think you could take another spanking - another edging. You had certainly learned your lesson, like the good little slut you were. The red imprints of diamonds from the special paddle you and Cater bought months before, which still tingled with a hot painful pleasure, would be your little reminder of that lesson. You couldn’t help but wiggle your hips back at the thought.
Another harsh slap to your rear caused you to cry out. “Who said you could move?” Cater hissed, giving another slight tug to your hair. While his voice was still harsh, domineering, you could hear the smirk on his lips. “Are you that hungry for my cock? Heh - greedy little whore.”
Another harsh slap - Great Seven, it was so hard not to come. You couldn’t until you had his permission; you were afraid of the consequences if you disobeyed. Your legs shook from the intensity of it all, tears beginning to prick the corners of your eyes. You felt Cater lean forward, just enough to catch a glimpse of your expression. His green eyes seemed to only darken further, and his smirk grew a tad smug - almost cruel.
“Tearing up, huh? Is it too much for you? Aww~” He shifted his hips so he could hit at a slightly different angle. The way you cried out, how your hole clenched around him, the way your eyes shut tight and those tears finally cascaded down your cheeks, let Cater know he was hitting that go-to spot. “It’s too bad you can’t come until I tell you to. If I wasn’t so frustrated, I might have gone easy.”
Your eyelids fluttered, half-lidded as you looked up at Cater through your dewy eyelashes. He looked like a villain above you, one that had finally claimed his prize; he basked in the victory of your downfall. Even so, you couldn’t help but admire him - feel butterflies at the mere sight of him. He was so handsome, so sexy, and you had somehow landed him. The thought of losing Cater made your heart clench. Nothing, no one, could ever replace him.
“I love you, Cater.”
Though your words were strangled between moans and large puffs of air, Cater heard you loud and clear. His hips stalled their brutal pace, his smirk fell, his eyes widened; everything stopped, the atmosphere still and quiet. The only sound was your gasps for air, body quaking at the sudden opportunity to rest. You made a small, confused noise, eyebrows furrowed as you looked up at Cater. For a second, you thought you had said that at the wrong time. Once again, you were heavily mistaken.
Cater’s hand released your hair in favor of caressing your cheek, touch soft and gentle. It was so different from his rough treatment moments before that the very action almost gave you whiplash. Cater’s gaze had softened - before you could say anything, make any move, his lips met yours. The kiss was loving, gentle, with a hint of passion. At first, you were taken aback by his sudden affection, but you quickly returned it. You reached up a hand in an attempt to hold your boyfriend, but you were completely sapped of strength. Thankfully, before you could fall to the bed, Cater caught you with his arm.
He carefully maneuvered you onto his lap. Though the position was a little awkward, your back against his chest and head turned to keep the liplock, it wasn’t uncomfortable. Cater’s arms were now wrapped around your midsection, your own hands cradling his face. You thought you were left breathless the moment Cater entered you; now, as Cater broke the kiss, you realized what true breathlessness could be.
“I’m sorry,” Cater whispered, “for being so rough. I…didn’t think I could get so jealous over the little guy. You were just paying so much attention to it, and I was too, but I just…”
“It’s okay, Cater.” Your thumb rubbed soft circles into the flesh of his cheek, smile upon your lips. “Just know you always come first, no matter what. No one could ever replace you.”
Cater nodded, cheek nuzzled into the palm of your hand. He pressed a kiss to your fingers, gaze cast back on you. He looked so at peace - something that seemed to pass through him only when the two of you were alone. Hopefully, one day, he would feel it in every aspect of his life.
“I love you,” he said, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “So, so much, you have no idea.”
You chuckled. “I at least have an idea.”
For a few more moments, you sat in comfortable silence, simply enjoying the embrace of the other. Then you remembered there was still a very hard cock inside of you - and your body was still waiting for its long awaited release. You wiggled your hips as you leaned further into Cater. The man let out a moan as his dick twitched inside you at the regained stimulation.
“I’m happy we had this little moment,” your tone held a slight tease as you glanced back at Cater, “but I still haven’t been thoroughly punished.”
Cater’s cheeks took on a red hue, which quickly spread to the tips of his ears. Despite the lustful haze that began to creep back into his green orbs, Cater held back. “Baby, you don’t have to do that anymore. Just lay on your back and I’ll-”
You dismounted Cater, his dick slipping from your hole with a wet squelch . He let out a gasp as the cold air hit his member, it now being his turn to shiver. You laid your upper half down on the bed, arms folded in front of you on the pillows, where you came to rest your head. Your lower half was held high in the air, ass almost right up in Cater’s face. You gave another wiggle to entice him further.
“But I’ve been so, so bad,” you cooed. “I neglected you so much - I deserve to be punished.” You could see Cater eye your gaping hole hungrily, dick twitching at the sight. He suppressed a moan as a bit of your wetness dripped down onto the sheets below. It was your turn to smirk. “No mercy - show me just how bad I’ve been~”
With those words, Cater gave into his dark side - that delicious, dirty, sexy dark side - again. His eyes narrowed and his smirk returned, rising up to meet your rear end. His hands massaged your asscheeks; his tongue darted out to lick his lips as his thumb slid over your entrance, which pulsed in need for him and him alone. The tip of his cock grazed your hungry hole, a moan of need releasing from your lips. Cater slipped the tip inside, then slowly sunk in the rest, letting you feel every throbbing inch. Though you took him easily from the previous pounding, you still let out a groan at the stretch. You whimpered as he bottomed out, and he answered you with a groan of his own.
“No mercy, huh?” There was that tone again, sultry and dangerous. His hands glided over your sides, slid down your back, then came to rest on your ass once more. “Mmn…I am still pretty frustrated, despite the heartfelt moment. Never thought you could get so goo-goo eyed over a plush version of me. It can’t give you everything you want…” You caught a glimpse of the smug, almost wicked grin upon his face as he pulled back until only the tip of his cock remained.
“I can only give you what you need.”
Your eyes shot wide open as he slammed his cock back in - right into that spot that had your vision blinking white. Your fingers dug into the plush of the pillows underneath you, your cry muffled as you stuffed your face into it. With the first few harsh, deep thrusts, you screamed into the pillow - then familiar fingers tangled themselves in your locks and gave a tug.
“Ah, ah, no hiding~” Cater’s voice had you quivering. “Take your punishment like a good little slut~” His pace quickened with each passing second. Your arms clutched the pillow to your chest in an attempt to ground yourself; Cater seemed to laugh at the attempt. “Hang on while you can, baby.” He leaned down, lips pressed against your ear once more, Cater’s breath hot against your ear as his filthy words filled your mind.
“Cause by the time I’m done, you’ll be seeing nothing but diamonds.”
Fuck yeah you will.