𝓡𝓲𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓹𝓮𝓷𝓼𝓪 𝓹𝓮𝓻 𝓲𝓵 𝓼𝓾𝓸 𝓣𝓮𝓼𝓸𝓻𝓸 (yandere!Bruno x afab!fem!housewife!reader)
Commission for the lovely @bruabbina! 1.7k words. ♡
CW: yandere!Bruno, soft dom!Bruno, submissive reader, Stockholm Syndrome, rimming reader receiving, ass fetish, vaginal sex, housewife!reader, creampie, multiple orgasms, breeding kink, size kink, praise, degradation, foot fetish (Bruno sucks reader’s toes), food mention (a meal reader makes for Bruno), alcohol mention (red wine with the meal), dubcon since reader has been kidnapped and manipulated but you’re into it, chubby!reader, body worship (reader receiving)
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Bruno opens the front door to your shared home, the soft light and warmth inside melting away the stress of his day. He removes his shoes, calling out to you.
“I’m home, princess!” There’s no answer, only a faint hum of music down the hall from the kitchen. Bruno pokes his head through the living room door, smiling to himself at the sight of the freshly cleaned room, but disappointed his sweet girl was nowhere to be seen. His brain starts to run with possibilities- maybe you escaped again, maybe you were only pretending to be madly in love with him and sick with Stockholm syndrome so you could run while Bruno was away- but he shakes his head. You’re not stupid enough to escape, and besides. You can’t fake that devoted look in your eyes Bruno knows you get around him. He just needs to keep looking.
“Princess?” He continues down the hall to the kitchen, where the smell of delicious home cooking and the sound of the radio gets stronger the closer he gets. Ah- his sweetheart is in the kitchen. A grin tugs at his cheeks as he opens the kitchen door to see you swaying side to side with a cute apron on, dishing up a homemade meal on two matching plates. Bruno coughs, making you jump and whirl around to face him, your expression melting from one of shock to pure happiness and adoration.
“Hi! I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you come in-” you turn down the radio with a few clicks, twirling back around to face your husband, a smile bright across your face as you run up and capture him in a warm hug before grabbing his hand and leading him towards the table. “Sit down, sit down! Dinner’s almost ready.”
It’s not long before you’re both sitting down, a plate of hot, delicious spaghetti in front of you both, along with a glass of red wine for Bruno and a glass of apple juice for you (Bruno didn’t approve of his girl drinking- it was too dangerous).
“The house is so clean, bambina, you did all this for me?” you nod happily, taking another forkful of spaghetti into your smiling mouth. “And this food is so good… you’re such a good girl.” The compliment has you almost bouncing in your seat, your devotion shining through. Bruno’s so proud of the girl he’s made you into through all his manipulation- you’re so much smilier now as Bruno’s housewife, than you ever were before he took you away. Once you’re both finished eating and the dishes are all done, Bruno decides it’s time to treat you, so he holds out his hand for you to take.
“Come with me.” you cock your head like a confused puppy but still grab onto his much larger hand, standing so small next to him and looking up at him with stars in your eyes. He leads you out of the kitchen, up the stairs, pushing open the bedroom door and guiding you inside. Your cheeks heat up as you realise what’s going on- Bruno’s going to fuck you!
He settles you on the bed, gazing into your eyes as he hovers over you, tucking your hair behind your ear. You look like a needy little lamb, your pupils blown wide and your lips open and panting from how worked up you’ve gotten, and Bruno remarks ‘cute’ before he starts to undress you.
“You’re the perfect woman… you can cook, you can clean, and you have a body like this…” he tugs your shirt over your head, unzipping your skirt, tugging down your panties and unclipping your bra. Your soft tits spill out, the plumpness of your tummy leading down to the swell of your hips and your thick thighs. Bruno trails his hand down over your dusky nipple, squeezing the fat of your boobs, before running his palm down the curve of your waist and to the cellulite of your thighs that he loves so much, your legs pressed tight together to hide the slit of your pussy. He flips you onto your stomach, guiding you to arch your back up despite your shyness, letting Bruno’s thumbs rest on the inside of your thighs and spread the lips of your sticky cunt so he can get a good view of your little asshole and your pussy.
“Fuck, you’re so pretty.” You whine, so shy, your tiny holes clenching at the compliment. Bruno tuts, his palm squeezing the chub of your ass in warning.
“What do we say when your master compliments you?”
“Thank you, Bruno.”
“I love you, Bruno.”
“That’s my girl. Spread for me.” You hurry to obey, burying your face in the pillows and keeping your ass arched up, your little hands coming back to pull apart your cheeks and expose your pretty holes. Bruno sighs, leaning forward close enough to take in the scent of your drooling, needy pussy, his finger running up the frothing slit and just barely pressing against your clit before retracting.
“Which hole do you want my tongue in, princess?” Bruno sits back, his rough fingers tracing the sole of your foot as he glances between your sticky cunt, tight asshole, and your sweet, delicate toes.
“My… my, um-” you know what you want- it’s all you can think about most of the time- but you can’t will yourself to say such vulgar words.
“Use your words, little girl. Don’t be shy, it’s me.” Bruno squeezes the sole of your foot, massaging it softly to coax you into telling him what you want.
“My a-ass.” you finally stutter out, and Bruno hums in satisfaction.
“Mmm, should’ve known… my princess is an anal slut after all…” you choke at his words, hiding your flushed face deeper into the pillow and babbling out protests.
“N-no I’m no- ahh~” you’re cut off by a sweet moan as his warm, wet tongue darts forward to lick against your asshole, making the pucker clench then relax as you grind your ass back into Bruno’s face. He sloppily laps at your hole, making you whine and melt into the bed, your hands shaky as they struggle to keep your cheeks spread. He applies slick, gentle pressure with his tongue against your rim, circling the tip of his tongue against the wrinkle of your sweet ass, coaxing the hole into relaxing against the soothing licks so Bruno can squirm the muscle into the tight squeeze of your warm, smooth anal walls. The sound of his sloppy, open mouthed kisses makes your neglected cunt dribble with more wetness as he works your asshole with his tongue, and you whine at the loss when he pulls away, a string of saliva connecting your slightly gaped hole and his mouth before he wipes his lips with the back of his hand.
“Come have a taste, bambina. Lay on your back.” flustered and horny, you obey, turning and collapsing on your back, your legs spread in a froggy position. Bruno hovers over you, leaning down to capture your bitten, swollen lips in a messy kiss. He pulls away, looking into your blown eyes, smirking.
“So dedicated to me that you’d taste your own asshole on your husband’s tongue… you’re my perfect, vulgar little bitch.” you giggle at the backhanded praise, just excited to be called perfect and dedicated, wiggling your hips and whimpering as Bruno leans back and unzips his trousers, tugging them off and pulling his cock from his underwear. You almost drool at the sight, his cock heavy and fat in his palm as he jerks it slowly, the tip swollen and leaking.
“Bruno, please, p-please, need you.” you spread your legs further, desperate to have him inside you. He drags his head through the wetness of your cunt, resting it so he’s lined up with your entrance, your hole throbbing so much it felt as if you were suckling his tip.
“Anything for my good little housewife.” with that, he plunges inside, grunting at the tight, velvety warmth and how your tummy bulges with the girth of his dick penetrating your little cunt. He grabs your legs, pushing them so they’re bent into your chest, giving him the opportunity to grab your foot and take it into his mouth as he stuffs your sticky hole full again and again with every thrust of his hips.
“Love having you speared on my cock like this, you’re so tight~ ngh, fuckk,” his deep moans are muffled by your toes as he sucks at them while he pounds you, and you whimper, your sloppy walls squeezing around him in an attempt to draw Bruno impossibly deeper into your needy cunt. He laughs breathily, knowing exactly what you’re trying to do, and he rocks into you with even more force, ramming up into your guts and making you gasp and writhe in brainless pleasure. Your tiny body bounces as you’re pounded, the chub of your thighs and adorable pudgy tummy jiggling in a way that makes Bruno groan and pound you harder just to see more of his little girl’s jiggles.
“You did such a good job today for me, cooking and cleaning like a girl should, then being the… mm, that’s it, clench just like that-” you can feel the underside of his cock twitch inside you, his balls tightening against the spit-damp cleft of your ass, “being the cutest little cocksleeve for me.”
Bruno gives a hard, deep thrust, burying up against your womb and grunting as he spurts his thick cum inside you. Your eyes squeeze shut and you bury your face into Bruno’s sweaty neck, panting, moaning, crying out, your little tummy swelling from the pressure of your husband’s thick cock and cum flooding it. A heavy, large hand reaches down to massage your clit, making you clamp down on the dick spearing you open and whimper as your orgasm washes over you in powerful pulses. Bruno keeps rocking his hips into you, fucking his cum into your womb as your orgasm trembles through your fucked out, ditsy body, and the overstimulation makes you gasp and beg for him to slow down.
“Not a chance, princess. My girl gets more than one orgasm, no?”
“B-but- I’m so sensitive-“
He silences you with a sloppy kiss to your sweet, swollen lips.
“That’s exactly the point.”
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