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“Fuck you” he spat.
“Fuck me? Why do you want to?” You giggled.
“Can you shut up?”
You leaned in “Make me”
A tick of irritation formed on his head as grabbed your wrist and pushed you against the wall. You could easily get out of his grasp. After all, were slightly taller than him, and stronger too. However, you let him continue. After all, you found him cute when he was mad, hence why you irritated him so much.
“I can do a lot of things that will shut you up” He growled.
“Well I’m still talking now” A smirk spread across your face.
“We’ll see how long that’ll last brat.”
Your eyes narrowed pinned him harshly against the hallway wall. “What was that?” You seethed, annoyed. After all, you both knew damn well that he wasn’t in the position to say that. He could threaten you all he wanted, but it was another thing to pretend as if he could ever be over you.
He gave out a moan muffled by your hand, eyes rolling a bit. Perhaps this was what he wanted. He panted with flushed cheeks, clearly turned on. Even as you held him against the wall, you could feel his excitement. You tested him, prodding one of your satin gloved fingers into his mouth. He gave another moan of delight, drool coating the fabric.
Suddenly, you both heard footsteps echoing closer. Your eyes widened and you both held your breath as they drew nearer. Within the cold, dim hallways, your breath was visible in the air. The pounding of his heartbeat rang in his ears, all he could hear, and you could hear his breathy pants and the heat against your hand. You cursed at him silently as his eyes crinkled in a oh-so annoying way. Walking past the hallway were a fatui abyss mage and cryo gunner. His gruff voice slightly echoed throughout the hall as he made whispered conversation to the petite and slim lady. Eternity stretched on before they passed, and you both breathed a sigh of relief.
“Do you think they heard us?” He dared to ask.
“Yeah well with your pathetic little noises, no shit Sherlock!”
“Fuck you Watson!”
“Fuck you!” You whisper shouted.
“Fuck me?”
You wanted to slap his pretty little face
“Do it you coward.”
“Why should I? So I can see you touch yourself, you pathetic slut? So you can beg for me to fuck you properly? You whore.”
The words sent a shiver down his spine, both in excitement and worry.
“Maybe I should just leave you here in your pathetic state. All needy and whiny so you can come crawling back to me begging to fuck your brains out, is that what you want hm?”
He nodded, eyes filled with desperation.
You snorted before harshly gripping his face with your wet gloves fingers, two fingers holding his chin and forcing him to look up at you. “Fine then, if your so desperate for me, let me hear it. I won’t even lock the door, see if anyone comes in to see how big of a slut you are.”
With that you kissed him harshly, catching him off guard. His lips were cold but yours were warm. The inside of his mouth was hot as his lips parted, allowing your tongue to slip inside. You then made quick worth of his mouth as you dominated him with your tongue. He was easily submissive as he let out more whines, drool almost dribbling down his face. He balled his fists holding your shirt pulling you harder against him. When you let go of him, he panted heavily with an even redder face. A line of saliva trailed between both of your lips. His breath was still light on your face, tickling it softly. They were swift gasps as you had token all the air out of him, but his mouth was upturned in a smile. You felt dizzying, intense and of scorching heat. He felt demanding yet meek at the same time, his lips soft against your own. You tasted like the ever constant liquor you always drank at meetings, swirling the dark liquid mesmerizingly within the chilled glass. It was bitter but lingered delicately on his lips; and intoxicating in the moment.
He pulled you in again and you complied, completely unyielding as he gives another whine. It’s more soft and delicate, but he can’t pull away anyways. A soft groan emitted from you as you pulled away yet again, leading him into the room next to you both.
Once you had both entered the room, he quickly shed himself of his outermost layers. You stared at him, eyeing him up in down with a gaze he could feel himself. Heat rose in his face, but as he was about to take off his turtleneck, he turned back to you fully clad.
“Are you not-“
You strode over to him and pinned him to the table, bent over. He gave an ecstatic moan, you snorted.
“You’ll do as I say, and if you listen properly, I’ll satisfy you the way you want. Be a little brat, and you’ll be walking out of here soon with nothing.”
He gave a quick but silent nod, and you smiled, pleased. Seemed he already knew what to do. You took your rings and heavy fur coat off as well, placing them next to his glasses. He waited anxiously before you rolled down his pants. This caused him to jolt more than you’d like as he let out a high pitched breathy exhale. You smacked his ass, causing him to jolt again. Already stars and tears in his eyes, his creamy skin turning to pink. He was so sensitive.. His erection trembled within the cold of the room, jutting out and pressed against the table. He gave out a slight whimper, so desperately wanting to roll his hips to gain friction. You popped your lips at the sight of his pretty pink mushroomed tip, precum leaking from the tip that had rolled down his thighs. You squeezed his length, causing him to buck. Hands over his mouth, his pupils practically dialated into hearts by that one motion. You could see his whole body tremble and quiver. You tsked when he attempted to relieve himself, taking your hands away. You instead reached into the thick depths of your layered fur coat. He was so focused on not moving and trying not to grind against the table that he didn’t realize what you were doing until he heard the soft metal click of a buckle.
You had wrapped a choker around his neck, slick black leather with a engraver silver buckle, set with blue sapphires. His eye widened as you gave a small tug, relaxing that it was not a collar but a leash. Indeed, you hummed happily. To your delight, it looked just the way you wanted to. It looked even better wrapped around your sweet baby’s neck, trembling at the thought. He looked so good like this, you decided to indulge him by grasping his head. Running your hand through his silky black locks, you tugged on his hair to him turn your way. He greedily indulged himself in a sloppy kiss that you complied with, his pretty face flushed pink in embarrassment. He had grown even harder, begging you to fuck him in between soft gasps and quiet moans of delight.
“Not yet darling, but youre doing so well for me right now~”
He gave a shudder, nodding silently. He couldn’t even think straight, his brain lost one a lustful haze that maybe, just maybe he’d get what he want. If he was a good boy. You slipped off one of your satin gloves, prodding his tender lips gently. He opened then and you deftly slipped them inside. You didn’t even have to tell him to suck, and he looked so magnificently gorgeous this way. Pupils dilated, panting like a dog, and the choker looked even better then you could’ve imagined. You could see him now, maybe in a bunny suit. Just imagine the cute whimpers he would make while you fucked him, holding him up and slamming into him. Pink face with sweat dripping down his neck, begging to be marked along with the rest of his body. You accidentally prodded your fingers further down your throat, causing his eyes to widened as he gagged and practically choked on them. Your eyes widened and a smile tugged on your lips. Deftly, you stroked his cheek with a soft touch.
“That’s a good boy, what do you want now?”
His eyes lit up in excitement, “I-I want..”
“Use your words bunny, otherwise I won’t be able to hear you.”
“… I want you to fuck me..”
“You want me to fuck you and fill you up real good huh? Til your ruined and all you can say is my name huh? What if the others hear us, and walk in on us? Then they’ll see how big of a slut you are, such a pretty whore for me. It’s alright, if that’s what you want then I’ll give it to you, ok?”
He practically moaned at the words himself, looking at you with pleading eyes. You would have to indulge yourself next time. For now, you reached into the depths of your furry jacket, with a multitude of hidden pockets added to it by yourself. It was a miracle what kind of things you could hide without dismorphing your figure. For example, a bottle of lube and your darling’s favorite strap. His heart beat erratically when he saw you put it on, legs shaking both in excitement and also for how long you had edged him.
“Look at you.. Haven’t even touched you down there and you’re shaking. Poor baby, can you not hold yourself up? Or are you just excitement cause I’m gonna give you what you want him?”
He gave a squeak, just so desperate for you to fuck him. His dick had been leaking precum everywhere, you tutted before applying lube onto the strap. You lined up with his hole before giving him one final squeeze to make sure he was ready. He nodded, breathless.
“Safe word?”
“M-mora…”
“That’s my good boy.”
You then thrusted him, causing him to jolt forward, bent over the desk. It get even better then he could’ve anticipated, as he babbled slurred nonsense.
“Darling you’re so tight.. Need to adjust?”
He nodded, ears red hot. You could see the way he quivered while trying adjust to your strap, which only made you shiver in delight. Your pussy was practically dripping at the thought of fucking your precious little baby’s brains out. Once he adjusted, you started thrusting into him at a rapid pace. Skin slapping against skin. The man underneath you almost thrashing, legs shaking so hard as you thrusted deeper and deeper. His hands desperately grasped at the table, skewing papers and a ink bottle that was thankfully mostly empty. With every pump, he let out cries and flustered words jammed together.
“F-fuCk! S-so good!~!”
“Use your words baby~”
“N-ngh!-! M-m’ all y-yOurs!~! haGH!“
You slammed into him even harder, causing him to scream in delight. Once you’d found his g-spot, you began to thrust even faster as close as you could to that spot.
“F-fuCk!~~ I-i’M c-close!~”
You nodded breathlessly, hearing his pleasured cries as you thrusted even harder. He gave one last shuddered moan as his cum splattered over the desk, the floor, and a bit on his legs. He let out shaky breaths as you pulled out, smirking.
“Come on darling, let’s get you cleaned up. As much as I’d like to continue, we have a meeting so and we wouldn’t want to keep them waiting.”
“But you haven’t-“
“Shush now. The others might notice, what if Rosalyne gets suspicious? That lady and her keen eyes.. Or the Jester, hmm?”
At this he nodded silently. You vowed that next time you would finish as well, along with indulging yourself perhaps a bit more? A mirror maiden named Katerina was one of your personal ladies who followed your command without question, so you made sure to call her over. She didn’t even bat an eye at the bar ringer aside you, clearly aware of the situation regardless as she ordered staff to clean up the room. The fact that she was so well behaved slightly scared him, as he stood stiffly by your side. Dressed back in proper attire, you both left to go to the meeting. To your dismay, you were both 3 minutes late. Tsk, how unfortunate..