Henry Cavill- I wouldn't, Princess

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Warning: Daddy kink, orgasm denial, oral, teasing, roughness.

Request: Henry Cavill and reader go to the Suicide Squad premier and is caught "flirting" with Jared. Henry is jealous and goes home and gets very bdsm and daddy kink." A/N: Im writing this so that Y/N played Harley Quinn in the movie.

Second Person Pov:
Your red soled heel struck the sidewalk, your hand that bore the flashing engagement ring extended to your fiancé. He grabbed your hand and assisted you out of the limousine, wrapping his arm around your waist before pressing a kiss to your red stained lips. The paparazzi snapped pictures of the two of you from the second the car door opened. Your eyes met Henry's as your lips left the warmth of his. He brought one eyelid down into a wink and you shook your head, swiping the tip of your tongue to the corner of your mouth that formed a smirk. You swung your hips as you strolled across the carpet.
"Y/N! Y/N! Over here!" The photographers and reporters shouted over each other, nudging each other to get closer to you. You could not help but smile and walk over to them.
"I would like to learn more about your role. How was it working with Jared and playing his love interest?" a pair of rosy pink lips questioned, with a hint of a smile.
"Yes, darling. How was it? The intimacy, the playfulness, the intensity?" Jared appeared behind you, slipping a hand around your shoulders. He sent a wild smile your way, and you saw his character come forth in him. You did not mind.
"It was lovely. Jared is one of the best actors I have worked with and it was awesome to capture the rawness of the Joker's and Harley's interesting relationship. The costume was striking, the tee was my favorite." You replied as you scanned your crowd, your eyes catching Henry's slanted eyes.
"The 'Daddy's Little Monster tee?" You nodded to Jared in response, scrunching your nose playfully.
"Aw Puddin', you flatter me. Y/n is incredibly talented and she played the role beautifully. I mean I'm not surprised." Jared gushed, winking for you and the cameras. You beamed at his words, pressing a kiss to his cheek before walking off from the paps.
There was a hand on your hip as you strutted across the crimson carpet, you rotated your head and met your fiancé's eyes.
"Hey babe." Your eyes studied his features, your eyebrows furrowing at the stoic expression that framed his face.
"Princess." He acknowledged with a tip of his head, a soft giggle leaving your lips.
"Problem?" You questioned, with a tilt of your eyebrow.
"That brief interview was just interesting, is all darling." His strong shoulders shrugged, brushing your side.
"Was it, daddy?" Your sharp canine took your bottom lip in your mouth, thick eyelashes fanning your face as you analyzed Henry.
"Ohh wait 'til we get home." He let out a gruff chuckle, tightening his grip around your waist.
You shared a smirk as you took your reserved seats.

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The car ride was pretty silent and filled with tension, thanks to Henry. He kept his large and warm hand on your thigh as he drove, sending goosebumps across your skin. (A/N: Left hand is steering, the other is gripping your thigh lmaoo)
You unlocked the door and swung it open, kicking off your heels and sighing once your feet were free. Henry was right behind you, closing in. Giggling, you sprinted up the stairs and to the bedroom, him chasing after you. You were fast, but he was faster and had his arms around you as soon as you made it to the bedroom.
"Gotcha baby." He gloated and turned you to face him, his fingers delicate as he pushed a strand of hair behind your ear.
You mocked him as he smirked, those same lips meeting your neck. A hum vibrated in your mouth, your fingers brushing through his hair as he marked, kissed and sucked on your soft skin. He trailed down to the sweetheart neckline of your dress, his hands reaching around and undoing the zipper, letting your dress fall to the floor. Henry's eyes hooded as they scaled over the red and black lingerie set hugging the curves and contours of your body. Your lips met his as he walked you to the bed and he fell atop of you.
Your nerves were on fire, his digits danced on your skin. Moving down to your parted legs and making an entrance. They pressed the fabric to your core and made circles on your most sensitive part. A moan left your lips as he pushed the fabric aside and entered you.
"Henry.." His name rolled off your tongue, promoting his hand to meet your backside in a spank.
"Come again, darling?" His lips massaged down your abdomen to your heated center.
"Oh I sure hope I do." You mumbled under your breath, inviting another spank.
"Pardon?" The fabric left your body as swift as the tongue meeting the outer skirts of where you needed him most.
"Daddy. Please." You whined, rotating your hips against him.
"Please what? Do you deserve a treat? After that wild little display, little monster?" His mouth left you completely, making you groan.
"You know I'm yours, daddy. Please. Punish me if you need to." Your inner brat becoming impatient.
Henry rolled his eyes, flipping you over as his hand raked down your back. His hand struck your cheeks, drawing pleasurable sounds from your throat. As he dealt out your punishment, his tongue delved into you. He brought you to the edge again and again, never letting you reach the peak.
          "Daddy. Please let me cum. Please. I'll be a good girl." You promised, a pout on your lips.
          Henry bent over your body, his minty breath at your earlobe. His dress shirt fell from his torso as he spoke in your ear.
          "You'll be good for me, princess?" He asked, unbuckling his belt, pulling his bottoms from him. He rolled his hips against your raw backside and soaking core.
          "Fuck. Yes I will, daddy." Your eyes shut as he ground on you harder, your jaw slack. You felt his member harden against you, before he sat up to roll a condom on.
          "Do you want me? Do you want this, Y/n?" His voice became serious, as it was whenever he asked for consent.
          "Yes, my love. I need you. Yes, plea-." You were cut short as he pushed inside of you, moans leaving both of you. Your eyes rolled back as he set a rough and quick pace.
"Damn. Who am I, princess?" He growled, his pelvis slapping against your ass, your joined sounds echoing off the walls.
"Daddy! Fuck, you're daddy. And before you ask, yes. This princess is all yours." You screamed from the back of your throat as he hit that one spot just right, your toes curling. He unclipped that lace bra and almost ripped in from your chest, grabbing your breasts in his hands to knead. It was getting difficult to hold that arch in your back, his hands dug into your hips as he pounded you into next week.
"That's my good girl." Hearing that praise made you smile against the pillow you shoved your face into to muffle the moans. Henry pushed your hips down, now thrusting into you from another angle, reaching deeper with each stroke.
"Oh god, Henry. Yess. Please." Your words were slurred with bliss, Henry chuckled and pressed a kiss to your temple.
"Please what, love?" His thrusts slowed, but remained forceful.
"Let me make us both cum, daddy." Your voice now sultry as you whipped your head to face him. He brought his lips to a lopsided smirk, spanking your ass before flipping you on your back then letting you straddle him.
You threw your head back as you began to raise and drop your hips on his throbbing member.
"Faster, baby. Make yourself cum on my cock." He encouraged, his thumbs creating figures on your hip bones.
"That's the goal." You sassed, earning a quick spank. You flashed your dimples, pushing your hair up as it stuck to your neck due to the sweat coating both your bodies. His hands flank over your body, your eyelids shut as you feel your legs burn with fatigue.
          "You're doing so fucking well, princess. Almost there. Cum for me." He cradled your cheeks in his hands, lowering you onto him. You bent, your chest meeting his. He snapped your hips on him, bringing himself in and out of you.
           "Mm Daddy. Feel so good, shit." You rested your head on his shoulders as your ass hit his thighs repeatedly with each flick of your hips. Kissing down his neck, leaving little marks that will show in the morning, your fiancé bit down on his lips to keep his volume low.
He picked up for you and thrusted up into you, causing a strangled moan to meet Henry's ears as he felt you tighten your walls around him. He ran his fingertips down your spine as you contracted, letting out a wail along with your release. Henry was close, his trusts becoming more sloppy, his moans closer together and louder. You straightened your back, slamming your hips to his pelvis with aggression, applying your weight to his chest. His grip on your hips became harder, sure to bruise tomorrow.
"Yes. Oh fuck yes!" His head fell into the pillow as he let out a deep moan, riding it out as he continued thrusting into you.
His hips slowed, his body still forcing small thrusts as he filled the condom. A content chuckle rang throughout the room, Henry was gentle as he pulled out of you, removed and discarded the sullied product. You bent and pressed your lips to his, deepening it as you rolled your hips against him.
"Damn babygirl. Already ready for a round two?" He winked, placing a chaste kiss to your forehead as he laid you against the silk sheets. Your fiancé stood and stretched, flexing his back muscles as he stood and padded over to the bathroom, returning with a warm towel.
"I may be, handsome." You giggled as he cleaned you both up of the stickiness. Your wrists linked around his neck as you kissed him again.
"I should flirt more often if it makes you fuck me like that." You nibbled on his earlobe and Henry forced out a laugh.
"I wouldn't, princess." He growled in your ear and threw you back against the sheets.




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