Xavier: Precious Bonfire - Alternate Ending

Xavier has caught my attention with his duality these days. I'll probably do one more of him after this.

Image Credits to Love and Deepspace

“Should we go somewhere else?” 

As Xavier gently takes my hand, our eyes meet. His gaze twinkling with mirth. It suddenly dawns on me.

“Did you lose on purpose?” I asked, smiling.

“I really have no idea how to play,” he smiled back knowingly.

He led me to a camper van not far away from the campsite, decorative lights twinkle like fireflies. They cast a soft glow with the lights in the distance.

Xavier has me sit down at the back of the van and shoves a pillow behind me.

I can see my colleagues buzzing in excitement as they prepare for the bonfire party.

“Are you okay?” he asked, sounding concerned.

“What?” I replied distractedly, my mind getting fuzzier by the minute.

“You’re running on fumes.”

“I’m a little tired…” I admitted.

“Just a little?” he asked, his eyes gazing at me intently.

“Okay… very,” I laughed softly.

Xavier scooted in further and leaned back against the side of the camper van, then he pulled me into his arms so that I was reclining against him with his arms around me.

“Take a nap,” he whispered softly in my ear.

Had I not been as tired as I was, I would have probably turned red from his hot breath against my ear. My body obediently gave in as I closed my eyes and relished being in the warmth of his arms. Within seconds, I had fallen asleep.

I woke up sometime later. As I sat up and looked around, I noticed that the campsite was quiet. The bonfire had dwindled down into embers and most of our colleagues had retired back to their tents. There were one or two couples and small groups here and there, sitting in the shadows having quiet conversations.

I turned around to find that Xavier had also fallen soundly asleep, his arms still around me. I smiled fondly as I reached out to push aside his hair that had fallen over his eyes, and they fluttered open at the contact of my fingers.

“Did you get a good rest?” He smiled sleepily at me.

“I did, thanks to you,” I replied.

He raised his arms and stretched. “What time is it?” he asked.

“A little past midnight,” I said, looking at my watch.

“Well, now that we’re well-rested, shall we go for a walk?” he asked.

“Why not?” I said as I scooted out of the camper van onto the ground.

Xavier reached out his hand to me, and I pulled him up and out of the camper van.

“My legs have gone numb,” he chuckled as he struggled to balance himself for a moment.

“Sorry about that,” I giggled.

“Nah… it’s not your fault,” he smiled. “Shall we?” he said, holding out his hand.

I put my hand in his and we started walking towards the edge of the nearby forest. As we entered the forest, Xavier conjured a little ball of light in his hand to light our path.

“Your EVOL is a really useful one to have,” I smiled, admiring how he is able to maintain a consistent soft glow that illuminated our path without being glaring.

“I’m glad you find it useful,” he smiled.

We stopped as we came upon a huge tree stump. I sat on it, pulling Xavier down to sit next to me, then I looked up at the sky. It was a clear night; the stars were all out, and the moon full. Even without Xavier’s light, the moon would have illuminated our path had the trees not obscured it earlier.

Just then, I noticed a playing card on the stump between us.

“How did a card used for playing Mafia end up here?” Xavier said.

“I might have accidentally…” I said reaching for the card.

At the same time, Xavier reached out too, and our hands touched. A spark of electricity jolted through me at the contact of his fingers, and I retracted my hand

Xavier picked up the card and read it. “If Cupid connects two players and one gets eliminated, the other will follow suit.” He looks up at me, “Doesn’t that describe our relationship right now?”

I blushed at his statement and looked away to avoid his gaze.

“Ah, I figure out what I want my payment to be,” he said as he took my hand and raised it up to his lips. “Tell me when you’re overwhelmed next time. Since we’re already bound by this.”

He kissed my knuckles, then my fingers, then he placed my hand on his cheek and closed his eyes.

“Xavier?” I called out, questioningly.

“Did you know how long I waited tonight so that I could have this moment with you?” he said, opening his eyes to gaze into mine. “When I saw how tired you were during the game, I wanted to just beam you away from everyone.”

I chuckled as I imagined how everyone would have reacted to that.

“You're laughing at me now?” He smiled as he leaned forward till his face was only millimetres apart from mine.

“You're just too cute,” I smiled, and I leaned forward to meet his lips with mine.

As we kissed, I wrapped my arms around his neck to pull him closer. He did the same as he put an arm around my waist and one under my thighs to lift me up onto his lap. 

“Cute huh?” He murmured between kisses.

“Absolutely adorable,” I replied, giggling.

Xavier growled and began to nuzzle my neck, kissing and sucking gently on my sensitive skin. I tilted my head back, allowing him better access.

“You smell so good,” he said, inhaling as he continued devouring my neck.

“I’m all sweaty from working on the campsite all day,” I laughed.

“Mmm… and tasty,” he said, licking me from the base of my neck up to my ear.

“Xav!” I giggled, feeling tickled from the lick.

“Get on me,” he said, switching our positions so that I was on my knees straddling him.

The moment I sat down on his lap, I could feel how aroused he was.

“Is that your sword, Xav?” I teased, grinding gently on him.

“Yes,” he smiled. “Would you like to see it?” he asked as he trailed kisses from my collarbone down between my breasts.

“I don’t know,” I said, pretending to consider. “Will it hurt me?”

“Well… it might hurt, but I think you’re still gonna like it,” he said, tugging at my shirt buttons with his teeth. 

“Mmm…” I moaned when he started sucking on the top of one breast, marking me.

“You like that, baby?” he asked me.

“Yes,” I replied, pressing his face against me, urging him to continue.

As he continued his quest to mark my body, I continued grinding on him. Soon, we were both panting, our heart rates accelerating, and our eyes glazed over. I got off his lap and kneeled in front of him.

“Take it out, Xav,” I said as I dragged both my palms from his knees up his thighs. He didn’t need to be told twice.

“That’s a really big… sword,” I smiled as I closed one hand around it.

Xavier groaned as he enjoyed my hand stroking the smooth, hot skin of his arousal. A bead of liquid had already formed on the tip, and I bent down to taste it. 

“Baby…” he said, through gritted teeth.

“I know,” I smiled, tucking my hair behind my ear with one hand while the other still held him.

I bent down and took him in my mouth, pushing down until I could feel him right at the back of my throat. His hand came up and grasped my hair. I started moving up and down, my lips and mouth sucking and releasing alternately as I did.

“Gods…” Xavier groaned, his hand tightening in my hair.

The taste of him and the pain on my scalp further aroused me. I could feel my panties were already soaked, and I was aching for him to be inside me, but I wanted to taste him for a little while longer. I licked him from base to tip, dragging my teeth lightly against his sensitive skin.

“That’s enough,” he said as he pulled me up abruptly.

As I steadied myself with my hands on his shoulders, he rid me of my pants and panties, placing them on the tree stump next to him. Then his fingers trailed up my thighs to find my dripping wet pussy.

“You really enjoyed sucking me, huh?” he looked up at me, smirking.

“You were delicious,” I said, licking my lips, and he laughed.

“Come here, you,” he said, pulling me down to kneel, straddling him again.

He lowered me onto him slowly, allowing his tip to meet my entrance, and he started rubbing gently against my slick folds.

“Xav,” I moaned in frustration. I wanted him inside me already, but he’s teasing me with his long, hard dick.

“Yes, baby?” he said, nudging my bra aside and taking my nipple into his mouth.

"Oh…!" I cried out as he sucked hard.

"Xav..." I whimpered as he continued to hold me up, teasing me and not allowing himself inside me.

Then without warning, he sat me down on him, sheathing himself fully within me in one move. 

"Aah!" I cried out, my fingers gripping his shoulders so hard, I may have left imprints on his skin.

We stayed in that position for a while. While I adjusted to his girth in me, he continued lavishing his attention on my breasts. I moaned as the intensity of the pleasure grew, and I started moving restlessly.

“So impatient,” he chuckled as he licked my nipples.

“Xav…” I pleaded, wanting to move but he was still holding me firmly.

“Alright,” he chuckled. “Let’s go,” he said as he released me.

I started riding him hard, with all the pent up frustration he had created in me. Each time he hit me deep, he grunted, trying to stop himself from taking control. He busied his hands, roaming all over my curves, and finally coming up to pinch my nipples. I moaned loudly, and he pulled me down to lock my lips to his so that I would moan into his mouth instead.

I was soon getting close, but he had other ideas. Without pulling out, he stood up and carried me, my legs wrapped around him, as he walked towards a tree. Pushing me up against it, he started driving hard into me.

“Oh... Xav,” I whimpered in pleasure as he kept going, rough and relentless.

“You’re driving me crazy,” he panted and leaned in to kiss me hard as we kept going.

I opened my mouth to allow his tongue in, and I started sucking on it. I didn’t think it was possible, but it drove him crazier and he started going even harder.

“Xav… please,” I pleaded. I was so close and I needed a push from him.

Knowing what I liked, he put me down on my feet and turned me around to face the tree. I braced myself against it and he gripped my hips tightly before plunging into me from the back. I threw my head back and cried out at the pleasure of having him so deep inside me. 

"This what you've been waiting for?" he asked, breating raggedly.

"Mmm hmm..." was all I could respond, overwhelmed by the euphoria of his hardness impaling me.

He began pounding into me, hard and fast, his grip on my hips becoming painful but pleasurable at the same time. As I was reaching my peak, I could feel he was too as his pace became erratic.

“Nnnghh…” I cried out, shuddering as I came, and within seconds he came too, groaning as he emptied himself inside me.

When he was done, he turned me around and leaned me against the tree, then kneeled in front of me and started licking up everything that was dripping out of me.

“Xav!” I exclaimed.

“Shh…” he said. “We don’t have anything to clean you with.”

I was already so numb, but it still felt pleasurable to have his lips and tongue on me, gently lapping and sucking me clean.

“There, all clean,” he said as he stood up, and I pulled him in for a rough, open-mouthed kiss.

I could taste both him and myself on his lips. The combination was intoxicating.

“Was that a ‘thank you’ kiss?” he chuckled as he pulled me into his arms to hold me tight against him as he stroked my hair.

“You didn’t think I was going to let you have all the tasty bits,” I teased.

“Oh yes… it was very tasty,” he said, kissing the top of my head.

“Remember what you told me,” I said as I leaned back to look up at him.

“What did I say?” he smiled, stroking my cheek gently.

“We’re bound together. So remember to share everything from now on,” I said.

“Mmm… I’ll remember to do that in future,” he chuckled. "All the tasty... and nasty things," he smiled and leaned down, kissing me deeply.

Rafayel: Tipsy - Completed

Someone requested that I continue the story, and I thought it was a fabulous idea. So here we are!

Image credits to Love and Deepspace

Rafayel kisses me, and my mind goes blank. Dazed, I stare at him.

“I'll make sure you won't be able to forget. Even if you wanted to.”

He gently leaves a trail of kisses from my cheeks to the tip of my nose, near the corners of my eyes.

“Not even for two months, just don't ever forget about me. Please… remember me.”

He tilted my chin, our lips met in a kiss, this time longer than the initial one. I could taste the wine we had earlier on his lips. He pulled back to study my dazed expression.

“Are you alright, cutie?” he asked me. I blinked in response, and he chuckled.

He wrapped one arm around my waist and pulled me up against him. My hands came up to rest on his chest reflexively. He leaned forward and kissed me again, this time coaxing my mouth open gently so that he could taste me with his tongue.

“You taste like wine,” he murmured between the kisses.

Somewhere during the kiss, I gave in and wrapped my arms around his neck, and he pulled me harder against me, allowing me to feel the heat emanating from his body, and his growing arousal against my stomach.

“Raf,” I whispered when he broke away to kiss my neck. “People can see us,” I said, suddenly realizing that we were out in the open by the fountain.

“Let them watch,” I could feel him smiling as he continued kissing, licking and gently nipping on my neck and the sensitive pulse point near my ears.

“Rafayel,” I said, as forcefully as I could muster. I was slowly turning into putty in his arms.

“Come with me,” he said, suddenly tugging me by the arm towards a lane that was hidden in the shadows.

Once we were enveloped in the darkness, our kisses became more fervent as our hands started roaming as well. Rafayel lifted one of my legs and wrapped it over his hips so that he could press his hardness against my core. I moaned when I felt him, hot and hard.

“You feel what you do to me” he whispered in my ear and I pulled him tighter against me in acknowledgement.

He groaned and kissed me hard. Then he broke away and started kissing his way down my body. I tangled my hands in his soft hair as I watched him with heavy-lidded eyes.

“You smell like heaven,” he said, pressing his face into my pelvis and inhaling through my dress while he was on his knees.

“Raf,” I moaned, pressing his face against me as I felt his hot breath on my most sensitive area.

“I need to taste you now,” he said, sliding his hands slowly up my thighs while looking at me with desperate, pleading eyes.

Those eyes were my undoing as I bit my lips and nodded slowly. He disappeared under my skirt, and I could feel his hot breath directly on me as he kissed my inner thighs and spread my legs wider. I leaned back into the wall for support and he lifted a leg onto his shoulder to increase his access.

I shuddered when he pulled my panties aside and licked me.

“Gods…” he groaned. “You taste so good,” he said, and immediately continued licking and sucking at my sensitive folds.

“Nnnghh, Raf…” I moaned, and it spurred him on. 

He buried his face into my warmth, like he was starving. Then he abruptly pulled away and put my leg down. 

“Raf?” I called out, confused. 

“Just a second,” he mumbled, and he pulled down my panties.

“Wha…?” I exclaimed, but picked up my legs obediently as he pulled them off and pocketed them.

“Now…” he smiled at me, and disappeared under my skirt again.

“Oh, my-” I exclaimed as he lifted my leg and caused me to stumble back against the wall.

This time, his tongue and lips were relentless. It felt like he was making out with my pussy like he would with my mouth, and he was going all out. I could feel his tongue enter me, and I moaned as I gripped the wall with my palms to steady myself.

“Oh… Raf…” I began to whimper as the tension started building in my core.

“That's it, cutie,” he said, his voice vibrating against my sensitive opening.

“Raf…” I kept calling, chanting his name, like he was a god I was praying to.

“Let it go…” he said, and started sucking hard on my clit.

With that last move, I fell over the precipice, screaming, as I lost all my senses. I had turned into a puddle, and Rafayel was the only thing holding me up. He lowered my leg slowly and stood up. Then he leaned against the wall, pulling me into his embrace.

“Are you alright?” he whispered as he stroked my hair, waiting for my heartbeat to stabilise. 

“Yea,” I replied, shakily.

“You were beautiful,” he murmured into my hair and dropped a kiss on the top of my head.

I looked up at him and smiled, probably more drunkenly than I did earlier this evening. He smiled back, his face flushed from being under my dress the whole time.

“Guess I definitely won't be able to forget tonight in the next two months,” I laughed.

“Oh… I made sure of that,” he smiled cheekily, and bent down to kiss me again.

Razor Dance, Completed

Razor Dance was one of the stories that just felt incomplete. So I had to give it a proper ending 😊

Image Credits to Love and Deepspace

He pulls me into his embrace. 

“You’re the one who ran into me this time. I don’t think it counts as me pestering you, right?”

I put my arms around his waist and pulled him tighter against me as I mumbled into his chest, “No, it doesn’t.”

He sighed, his body relaxing, as if relieved by my answer and stroked my hair. He smelled of gunpowder, sweat, and the rusty smell of dried blood.

“Have you eaten?” he asked, pulling away slightly to look at me. I shook my head.

“I just got off work,” I said, looking down now, a little embarrassed to meet his gaze.

“I know,” he said with a smile and tilted my head up so that I looked him in the eye.

I pushed his hand away and took a step back. “Didn’t you just say that I ran into you? Were you actually watching me?”

He smirked and pulled me back into his arms. “No, I didn’t. Isn’t it normal for people to get off work at this hour?”

“Was it Mephisto?” I asked, not letting it slide.

“Okay,” he chuckled. “You got me.”

“Stalker,” I smacked him on the chest. “Deal’s off!” I said as I tried to wriggle out of his arms. 

“Come on… Mephisto had been watching you for weeks before this. I’ve known your schedule all along, and it was only a lucky guess. We could’ve missed each other anyway,” he said, tightening his arms around me.

“You sneaky…” I started and he stopped me with a quick kiss. I stared at him, dumbfounded.

“One more word and I’ll kiss you again,” he smiled cheekily.

“You!” I started, unable to stop myself from berating him, and he made good on his word.

Right there, on the sidewalk, with the crowds milling about us, Sylus held my face in his hands as he kissed me. My hands were on his forearms, ready to pull him off me. But as the kiss progressed, I gave in, and now my hands just gripped his arms as I fell deeper into the passion that was building.

He pulled away, and pressed his forehead against mine as we both caught our breaths. “Tell me if you don’t want this,” he said, breathlessly.

“Sylus,” I called his name, equally breathless, with my hands still hanging onto him.

“Let’s get out of here,” he said as he released me.

We walked hand in hand, weaving through the crowds until we came to an alley where Sylus’ car was waiting at the other end.

Luke and Kieran got out of the car and bowed dramatically as we approached.

“Your chariot, my lady,” Luke said.

“Stop messing around,” Sylus said as he opened the passenger door for me and shielded my head as I ducked into the car.

“Yes, boss,” the both of them grinned and got into as well.

“Shall we go to my place?” He asked me, squeezing my hand affectionately.

“Sure,” I smiled and leaned back to watch the passing scenery on our way to his place.

Sylus made a call to his house staff to have dinner prepared. Hearing those words, my stomach growled loudly. He chuckled as soon as he got off the phone.

“That hungry, eh?”

“I had a quick lunch today. Didn't have enough time for a proper meal.”

“Tch… you're going to waste away if you keep this up,” he said.” Just look at how skinny you already are,” He said as he measured my wrist in his big hands.

“Excuse me… I'm of standard size. I'm hardly going to be blown away by the wind.”

Sylus laughed loudly at my indignation, “Alright, Kitten. Don't get all hissy now,” He said, putting his arms around me and pulling me close. “Just make sure you don't make a habit of skipping meals,” He added as he kissed the top of my head.

“Sylus!” I whispered in panic. “Luke and Kieran…”

“Didn't see a thing,” He finished for me.

“Did you say something, Boss?” Kieran asked, and I could tell from his tone that he'd definitely seen and heard everything. Luke snickered.

I smacked Sylus on the arm, and glared at him. He reached out and tilted my face by the chin, “It's okay, Kitten. Those two are well trained,” and he chuckled when my cheeks turned red. 

“What happens in the car stays in the car,” Luke quipped and Kieran smacked the back of his head, shushing him.

After driving through dimly lit streets and through a forest, we arrived at Sylus’ mansion in the N109 zone. I can never get used to the big and opulent interior. Sylus definitely had expensive tastes, and he spent some effort decorating his place so that it reflected his character. 

As soon as we walked through the door, Luke and Kieran disappeared, leaving us alone in the long corridor to his room. Sylus took my hand and we walked silently towards the door. He opened the door and held it open for me. As I walked in, I heard the door click shut, and another clicking sound; the lock.

“Sy…” I while around, his name half-spoken when his lips crashed into mine. “Mmmpph…” I moaned as he pulled me tightly against him and backed me against the door.

“I'm sorry, Kitten,” he murmured as he planted open-mouthed kisses on my neck. “I've waited too long for this.”

I wanted to give him a proper response, but before I could, his mouth was on mine again. I could only moan as I melted against him. My hands came up to tangle in his silver hair, and I could feel his hands sliding from my upper back, slowly down to my butt to press me against him. 

He pulled away and looked down at me, as he breathed heavily. My hands came up to unbutton his shirt. Before I could get to the second button, he pinned my hands up on the door on either side of my head.

“You sure you're ready to go there?” he murmured in my ear.

I turned my face to capture his lips with mine, and that was all the indication he needed. He released my hands so that he could help with my shirt while I helped him with his. We both tossed our shirts aside and took a moment to drink in each other's exposed upper halves.

“Beautiful, Kitten,” He said softly, trailing a hand down my arm, and I shivered at the isolated contact.

I took a step closer and placed my hand on his chest feeling his heart thumping against my hand. He held my hand against his chest.

“So… am I dead inside?” He teased, reminding me of a time when I angrily yelled those words at him.

I smiled widely and said, “Aww… did you have a heart installed just for me.” And I burst into giggles.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly. I should have foresaw that he would pay me back for the joke. He picked me up effortlessly and threw me over his shoulder, fireman style, and started walking towards the bed. 

“Sylus!” I screeched in surprise. “Put me down!”

He responded by smacking my butt, “Quiet, Kitten,” He said.

“Hey!” I squealed as he tossed me onto the bed.

He flopped down onto his side facing me and propped his head up on his elbow while the other hand trailed a line from my collarbone, between my breasts and straight down to my navel. 

“What are you doing, Sylus?” I asked. 

“Plotting my path,” he replied, then proceeded to start planting soft kisses on me according to the path he'd traced earlier. When he'd reached the top of my pants, he looked up at me, as if waiting for my permission. I nodded wordlessly, and he began unbuckling my pants, peeling them down my legs. After he'd tossed my pants on a nearby chair, he came back and took his time, drinking up the sight of me on his bed, clad in only my underwear. 

“You're beautiful, Kitten,” He said as he slowly slid his hands up my thighs, my hips, and under me to undo the clasp of my bra behind me. He tossed it aside and came to lie on top of me, supporting his upper body with his elbows.

“Hi,” I smiled when we were face to face.

“Hi,” he chuckled, and kissed me tenderly on the lips.

“You’re not playing fair,” I said to him, both my hands against his chest.

“Oh really? Why is that?” he smirked. 

“You’ve still got your pants on, mister!” I said, poking his chest.

“Indeed I do,” He chuckled.

I reached out to help him, but he moved just out of my reach and quickly got rid of them. I had gotten up, kneeling on the bed to watch him. He came back to stand in front of me, in his full glory, as if daring me to make the first move. I took my time too, allowing my eyes to roam down his body, feasting on his beauty, until I saw his… package.

“Kitten?” He said, questioningly when he noticed the shock on my face.

“That… is never going to fit inside me,” I exclaimed, pointing at it.

Sylus burst into laughter and pulled me into his arms. I tried to squirm away, but he held me firmly against his chest.

“It'll fit, Kitten,” He kissed the top of my head. “I promise it won't hurt you.”

He tilted my head up and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck to pull him closer, and the contact of our skin meeting made him deepen the kiss. His desperate kiss told me how much he wanted me. That, and his growing arousal against my belly.

He pulled away and trailed kisses from my neck to my breasts. Then he took a nipple in his mouth and sucked hard. I moaned at the overwhelming sensation.

“That’s what I’ve been waiting for,” he murmured, nuzzling the nipple with his lips before turning his attention to the other side. “Moan for me, Kitten.”

I could only moan and clutch at his silver hair while he took his time tasting my nipples, and leaving marks on my breasts.

“Sy…” I moaned. “Please…” I gasped when he sucked harder at the sound of his name.

“What would you like, Kitten?” he asked me when he finally looked up, his hand trailing up my thigh, pushing my panties aside to make contact with my sensitive folds.

“Nnghh,” I moaned, a flash of current ran through my body at the feel of his fingers on me.

“Is this what you need?” he asked me. I looked at him, nodding as I bit my lips in a bid to control my moans. “Let it out,” he whispered in my ear as he pushed one long finger into me.

“Aah,” I cried out, arching my back. His finger was so long and he was seeking and discovering all my sensitive spots.

Sylus leaned down and kissed me hard as he fingered me.I moaned and whimpered in pleasure against his lips. I could feel my heartbeat climbing and climbing; it felt like it would burst out of my chest at any moment.

“Brace yourself,” he murmured against my lips, and he pushed anothing finger in.

By now, it didn’t seem like he would have any problem fitting more inside me. I was dripping wet as his fingers slid in and out smoothly. The 2nd finger only served to heightened my pleasure as he stretched me.

“Uuuhh… Sylus,” I cied out. “I’m…”

“That’s it,” he continued murmuring in his smooth deep voice, comforting me as I received an onslaught of sensations. “One more… just to make sure you’re ready.” he said and inserted a third finger.

I screamed at the feel of the 3rd finger entering me. I was at the peak, ready to fall over the edge. My body had long lost all control, and Sylus was now holding me upright. He gently laid me onto the bed, his fingers never leaving me.

“Sylus… Please…” I pleaded. There were tears in my eyes from the overwhelming pleasure and emotions I was feeling.

He pulled out his fingers and licked them, his eyes never leaving mine. It made me want him even more. I reached out to pull him down toward me. He came willingly, and while he was claiming my lips, his hand reached down to pull off my underwear.

“Did you taste yourself?” he smiled. “You’re absolutely delicious.”

He pulled away and kneeled down on the side of the bed, his face between my legs.

“Finally,” he smiled. “I get to see all of you,” he leaned forward and started licking my folds. “I cannot get enough of this taste,” he said.

“Sylus… I need you. Inside...” I whimpered.

“Didn’t you say it wouldn’t fit?” he chuckled as he continued licking and kissing.

“No… it’ll fit,” I gasped. After being fingered by him, I was so desperate to be filled again. To be filled by him.

He looked up at me and smirked, then he got on the bed to straddle me, but keeping the weight of his body off me. He nudged me with his arousal, teasing my folds.

“Hnngghh,” I cried, desperate and frustrated as I lifted my hips so that I could meet him.

“Alright…” he said. Gathering me closer, he began to enter me, inch by inch.

He was being agonisingly slow, but I knew he was controlling himself because he wanted to make sure I could accommodate him. 

“Oh god,” I moaned when he stopped for a brief moment, his breathing now ragged. “Is it all in yet?” I asked him. It felt like he’d pushed in right up to my stomach.

“Not yet,” he chuckled and made one last push, meeting me at the top.

I moaned and shuddered, and he stayed still for a moment, allowing me to adjust to him.

“Goodness,” I gasped. I was totally, utterly filled with him. It didn’t even seem like there was room to move.

“Yes, all this goodness for you,” he teased, and I smacked him on the arm. “Fierce little Kitten,” he chuckled.

He pulled out slightly and pushed in again, groaning as he did so. “You’re so tight, Kitten.” 

I was already so sensitive from his fingers earlier, now even the slightest movement he made just made the tension in me coil up increasingly tight. He started moving, and I just couldn’t suppress my moans. Eventually, the moans turned into cries. It was all I could do to keep myself from screaming.

“Sylus,” I gasped. “Faster…” I said. I knew that he was holding back, afraid he would hurt me.

“Oh, Kitten. You have no idea…,” he growled, and started picking up speed.

He drove into me mercilessly, and I relished each time he hit me deep inside. I was no longer able to form coherent words; just whimpers, moans and gasping breaths.

I started to climb even faster, and in no time, I was hurtling over the edge. Sylus groaned loudly when he felt me clench and contract around him, and he kept going for a while, before he finally hit the top, emptying himself inside me.

He came to lie next to me and pulled me into his arms. We were both a sweaty mess, but to have skin against skin felt like heaven after we’d fallen into the abyss. He stroked my hair as we waited for our heartbeats to normalise.

“You alright?” he asked, kissing the top of my head gently.

“Yea,” I said, pressing my face against his chest.

“You were spectacular,” he said, and I could hear the smile in his voice.

“You weren’t too bad yourself,” I giggled.

“Oh… not bad eh?” he chuckled.

“We can’t inflate your ego further. Or you’ll float up and fly away,” I laughed.

He laughed, shaking his head, “I can never win with you,” he said.

“Good. Let’s keep it that way,” I smiled, and I pulled him down for a kiss.