Moth opened the door to their apartment and heard loud moaning. They frowned and walked to the bedroom. Red was sprawled out on their bed, fucking himself with a large dildo. They leaned on the doorframe and watched as he panted and moaned, jackhammering the dildo in and out of his pussy.
"Oh, fuck~" he panted. He arched his back and moaned. "Fuck! Ungh!"
He came with a jolt, cum spilling onto Moth's bedsheets. They crossed their arms and stepped inside, shutting the door. He froze and looked at them.
"I hope you were planning to clean up after yourself," they said. His eyes narrowed and his lips turned up in a smirk.
"I was hoping the maid would take care of it. She could use a little cum once in a while." He looked Moth up and down, Adam's apple bobbing as he gulped. Moth was the epitome of a wet dream. Raven hair tied up in a neat bun, bright red lips shining in the light.
"That's a nice toy. Is it mine?"
"No," he lied. Their eyes flashed dangerously and his heart flipped. They walked towards him, heavy boots thumping with each step they took. "Well, I mean, I figured after using it, it would just kind of become mine automatically. You won't miss it, right?"
"All the work I do to give you such a nice collection..." they mused, "and you feel the need to steal your Mistress's toys?"
"It's just--"
"I don't want excuses, brat." They sharply slapped his thigh and his pale skin quickly turned pink. "I think, after all these times stealing my shit--"
"It was only--" They clamped a hand over his mouth, pinching his nose shut. "Mmph!"
"I think it's only fair for me to take you..." His eyes flashed with lust. "Over... and over... and over again... Until you're nothing more than my own little toy. Doesn't that sound nice?"
"Uh-huh," he breathed, face flushed. They let go of his face and he took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart. He hadn't even known this was his fantasy until this very second. They grabbed his ankles and lifted them up and over his head. "Shit!"
"I love a flexible toy," Moth purred. They leaned down and licked his pussy. His breath hitched and he almost orgasmed right there. They let go of his legs and stood up. "Stay. No touching."
They walked to their closet and, for once, he resisted the urge to fuck himself. He watched as they dug through their closet. He got a perfect view of their ass in their tight, leather pants as they bent down to grab something.
"And of course, there must be a good reason why you're fucking yourself on my bed instead of your own. And without permission, too," they mused.
"Your bed's more comfortable." That was kind of true. But really, Red had just had the irresistible urge to get caught fucking himself. Moth returned, carrying a large box.
"Let's see how easy you really are, hm?" They pulled out a pair of small, red clamps and Red shifted. He was going to be a mess by the end of this, no doubt about it. Moth attached the clamps to his nipples and he let out a small squeak of pain. They gave a tug on the thin chain connecting the clamps.
"Mm, you fucking bitch," Red hissed through gritted teeth. They raised their eyebrows but didn't say anything. Instead, they held up another clamp. Red's eyes went wide as they lowered their hand down to his pussy. "No. No, Mistress, fuck--"
"No?" They looked up with a devilish expression. "I don't remember it being your decision to make, slut."
"I'm not gonna last--" Moth cut him off by shutting the clamp onto his clit. He shouted and bucked his hips. There was a chain connecting all three clamps, which made his squirming only stimulate him more. "Agh! Mistress!"
"Cum as many times as you like, toy," Moth purred in his ear. That sent him over the edge and he orgasmed. Moth smirked and began to kiss his chest. They trailed towards his nipple and their mouth covered the clamp. They bit down and the clamp released. Red sighed in relief, then winced as the clamp shut again. Moth pulled the clamp with their teeth and he gasped.
"This is inhumane," he sputtered. Moth gave him a withering look. "Fuck you."
"I was hoping you'd ask." They slid up and kissed him. "You really are just a little fucking brat."
"I'm not little." Moth reached into the box and pulled out a red ballgag. They pushed it into his mouth and strapped it around his head.
"That's better." They flipped over and laid down on top of him, their back against his chest. They held up a vibrator so he could see it and he perked up. They switched it on and slid it into their pussy, letting out a quiet moan. Red frowned in disappointment; he'd been hoping he would be the one to get fucked. "Mm, fuck~"
"Mmph," Red tried to protest through the gag. He reached around and tried to grab Moth's wrist.
"Don't try it, brat."
"Mm!" he grunted. They sat up and turned to look at him. Their gaze was stern and disapproving.
