Just another casual Smut Warning, no bother... What is my life TBH?
Deciding to mess with her a bit, I just crossed my legs. Her smile dropped, and she was pouting. 'That's absolutely adorable.' I thought o myself as I leaned into my chair crossing my arms. She was getting annoyed now, and sent me her bone chilling glare, before returning to her sweet smile, but there was something wicked about it. My eyes widened slightly, and I shifted uncomfortably, wondering what she was planning. She grabbed one of the gifts, and it was perfectly wrapped, with a deep purple bow that matched Miya's lipstick perfectly. It was obviously from her. She sauntered over, set it in my lap, and stood, patiently waiting. I narrowed my eyes at her in confusion.
"What're you waiting for, an invitation? Open it." She insisted. I swallowed a lump in my throat, and looked between her and the gift as I gingerly set it on the table in front of me, and carefully opened it. I looked at the gift, wondering what was going on. It was a small little photo album. Seemed innocent enough, but knowing Miya, it probably wasn't... I closed my eyes, lifting my head, mentally preparing myself, taking a deep breath in the process. I started to open the book, and y/n's hand stopped me.
"Actually, that's all I needed." She had a mischievous smile on her face. I looked at her curiously, as she grabbed a knife to cut the cake. She had pushed it right right in front of me, and the candles were blown out. Wow. She really is clever.
"You're supposed to be a cute kitten, not a sly fox." I retorted, and she scoffed before laughing a bit.
"You're supposed to listen to me, so fair's fair." She ran a hand through my hair as I looked at her. She carefully cut the first tier of the cake. She cut it into four equal pieces, then cut each of those in half with amazing precision. I knew Miya was staring angrily at me and her, but I couldn't care any less. Right now I was totally transfixed with the angel in front of me, that managed to side with the demons.We all started eating cake, and I forced her into my lap, something I'd been doing often, lately. She was almost done, and I was, too, but I wasn't letting her off that easily. She took another bite, pulling the fork from her lips, leaving a bit of frosting on the edge of the right side of her lips.
"You have something on your face." I smirked, as she started to wipe around her mouth. I placed my lips where the frosting was, licking it up softly, then moving to her mouth. She tried to finish, but I just didn't give the time. When I pulled away, confident smirk very evident, she was completely embarrassed.
"You're going to pay for that." She teased. I put my hand on her thigh, my thumb on the inside of it.
"Am I now?" I growled in response.
-Time Skip brought to you by the brilliant neck-beard Gerard. Man, he's the only one who can have a neck beard and still look absolutely delicious.-
She had teased me the entire night. Every move she made seemed to make me want her more, and my willingness to comply and return the teasing back, didn't help. At least I knew she wanted me at least as much as I wanted her. The moment we stepped into the room, our lips were connected. She immediately tore my jacket from my shoulders. I didn't even have time to begin undressing her before she swiftly unbuttoned my shirt and shoved it from my body. Of course I was shocked at her change in behavior, but that shock nearly quadrupled as she moved her lips from mine to my neck. It felt amazing, but this was different. I didn't have to react before her lips found there way to my chest, as her manicured nails began undoing my belt buckle. She pulled it out, almost like a whip, which was a big turn on.
"Kitten, what're you doing?" My breath was hitching every so often as she continued to move from my chest to my abdomen. She pulled away slowly, and slipped her fingers slightly into the sides of my slacks, and pulled them down. She smirked at the bulge beneath my boxers. She was completely on her knees, and my eyes were wide. To be perfectly honest, I had never done anything like this before. I had always been completely in control, and took great amusement at the woman I was 'entertaining's sounds of pleasure as I teased her. This? This was completely new. She moved her fingers teasingly over the area, and smirked.
"Don't worry about it." She slipped off her shirt, and tights, leaving her in her bra, and skirt. I knew she wouldn't have panties on, because she had a pair sewn into each pair of tights. It was just easier for her. I watched her, completely entranced by her movements. The first time I had slept with her made it obvious she wasn't use to the submissive role, but this was something I'd never expected. She slowly pulled down my boxers, leaving me completely naked, but when she kissed the tip, I really didn't care. She kissed it a few more times, before beginning to suck. I couldn't help the grunts and overall moans I released. I didn't enjoy this emotionally, but it was physical bliss. Her soft lips grazing the sensitive area, slowly. I was completely at her mercy. It was like this for a little while, until I couldn't take take it any more, and I started gripping on her hair, forcing her to move faster. She could easily tell how desperate I was. I believe I cursed a few times during the process, but my usual professional nature might as well have been thrown out in this moment. She slipped off and stood up in front of me, enjoying the scowl mixed with desperation I undoubtedly had. She took my hand, and laid submissively on the bed. I pulled the skirt off, not even caring anymore. I climbed on top of her, and immediately began moving into her. I didn't even get to do what I take the most pride in, but after that it was just impossible to control myself.
"That was a little kinky, even for you, Kitten." Her nails were digging into my back, and it hurt, but it only made it all the better.
"Don't pretend you didn't love it." She started taking my move of lightly sucking the area around my ear and the edge of my my jaw.
"Never said that." Her hands would move up to my hair every so often, and run through it wildly.
"Loved hearing how much you enjoyed it." Smiling wickedly, she nibbled on my ear, moaning every few seconds.
"That's why we're never doing it again." I felt her tighten, and her nails secured into my back, causing me to smirk. I had been desperately holding on to any sense of control. She was moaning so loud, that I was sure most of London could hear. I soon hit my climax as well, and kissed her deeply to keep her from having any more enjoyment over me. We separated, and I pulled her bare figure into my own, and she had her head over my heart, and we breathes heavily.
"Who'd ever guess the King could be so desperate?" She teased.
"Shut up." I rolled my eyes, pulling her closer. She giggled into my chest, gently tracing patterns into my skin.
"Maybe I should do it again, I like when you beg." I almost said 'yes, please', but I stood my ground.
"Don't make me tie you up, next time. I'm a lot less gentle." I growled and from how her pulse raced at the comment, I could tell she loved the idea.
"Go ahead." We laughed for a few moments, before we fell into a comfortable sleep...
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