Smut request #3

Aria's POV

Pleasure.

That's all I could focus on with his body against mine.

My legs were around his waist as he passionately kissed me. I was trying to pull him as close as physically possible, wanting to feel him...All of him.

"Alastor..." I mewled, moaning breathlessly as he sucked on the skin right below my jaw. He growled in response.

His noises were deep and predatory, but his movements were gentle and careful. Claws gently pressed my skin but never cut me, teeth grazed over my neck, but he didn't bite me anymore.

He gave me gentle squeezes and loving kisses along any exposed skin he could find. His hips were rolling against mine, grinding into me desperately.

Through my daze, I looked around. I noticed how open the space was, and held onto him a bit tighter as he left hickeys on my neck.

"Alastor..." I said, my voice more even. He paused and pulled up to look at me, catching his breath.

"...yes, peu d'amour?" He asked curiously.

"I want...I...I-it's very...uh...open...out here," I explained, blushing deeply.

He glanced around and seemed to notice what I meant and nodded.

"Yes...I'll fix it," he said, and snapped his fingers.

I expected to appear in our bedroom...or even just in the house...

No, he took us deeper into the forest. We were now surrounded by trees, the blanket still under us.

Unsure, I looked around.

He was still groping me gently, playing with any soft skin he found and could either squeeze or pinch.

"D-do you wanna do this outside...?" I asked him, and his eyes looked down at me, full of lust.

"Do you mind, my love? We can go in if you prefer...but it's a beautiful day," he purred next to my ear, still grinding against me.

I knew he would do whatever I wanted, and at first I was unsure about the forest.

But the more thought I gave it, I felt excited. I've never done this is a forest before...It'll probably be relaxing.

It's not like anyone else is here.

"N-no, it's fine..." I said nearly moaning when he pressed against me particularly rough.

He noticed me holding back and tsk'd.

"Ah ah...we're all alone. I want your screams to echo across the nine circles...I want every imp within a five mile radius to hear my name spill from your lips..." he growled, lacing his fingers through mine before putting my hands over my head.

I arched my back to try and get closer to him, whining pitifully. One of his hands slid over my chest, teasing my nipple through my shirt.

"Let's shed these garments..." he mumbled, then sliced my shirt. I hardly cared, letting him peel it away from me.

He pulled his own shirt over his head and tossed it aside, leaving both of us topless.

Using the moment he released my wrists to my advantage, I leaned up on my elbow and put my hand against his crotch, gently rubbing him through his pants.

At the contact he gasped and his hips bucked slightly. I sat up a bit more and now we were both on our knees in front of each other. He trailed his hands over my shoulders and then down my waist.

I worked at the buttons on his pants, undoing them as quickly as possible. He let me, waiting patiently for me to pull them down.

When I finally got them, I tugged them away from his body, taking his underwear with them.

I admired my prize...sliding my hand up his abs and to his chest I felt him wrap his arms around my back, pulling me close.

"You do things to me, woman..." he growled, hovering over my lips. I closed the space, pressing our chests together.

His heart was beating against his chest hard, matching mine. I could feel his cock pressing against my stomach and he groaned softly.

When he pulled away from the kiss he panted, moving lower to my shorts. He sliced through them, throwing them to the side.

He then laid me back onto the blanket, his fingers immediately going between my legs. He rubbed back and forth, over my clit and my folds, spreading the moisture I'd gathered around.

I couldn't help the noises I made, but he didn't seem to mind, a triumphant smirk on his lips.

He touched me until I felt like I was going to float away, my mind glazing over. Suddenly he removed his fingers from me and I was face down in the blanket.

I bit my lip in excitement, this being my favorite position. His cock laid against my ass and he slowly slid himself back and forth.

Then I felt his hand against my hips and he pulled me back against him, purring deeply. He slid himself down over my slick entrance and lower over my clit.

He's teasing me.

I whimpered, pressing my ass against his pelvis, "stop that..." I whined, making him chuckle.

"Eager?" He asked, still just teasing my hole. I huffed, looking back at him.

I sent him a glare and he smiled warmly back at me, "as you wish, my love."

Not even a second later, he pushed himself into me with one smooth thrust, catching me completely off guard.

I gasped, a strangled moan leaving my throat. He grunted softly, grabbing one of my ass cheeks.

We sat like that for a minute, our heavy breathing the only thing heard besides the sounds of the forest.

I arched my back a bit more, opening myself up further. This actually allowed him to slide in deeper, and he hit something that made him stop.

The pressure from that made me whimper, and he rubbed my back soothingly. Then he pulled out halfway and pushed back in, the friction making me moan pitifully.

He kept teasing me with those slow strokes, nearly making me squirm as I tried to get more stimulation.

I started bouncing back against him, meeting his thrusts halfway. He snarled, using both hands to hold my hips, taking over my movements by leading me back into his pelvis.

The growls in his chest stayed constant whereas a continuous purr was rolling through mine. I was using my arms as a pillow, my eyes rolling up in my head with each rough thrust.

His body fell over mine and he placed gentle kisses along my back. I could feel his breath as he panted, keeping his thrusts consistent.

The feeling of his tongue running up the middle of my back made me shiver and my legs pinched together. He groaned, using both hands to separate my legs again before he put his palm against my back and gently led me back into an arched position.

I could feel the knot winding in my stomach, his tip pressing hard against my sweet spot with each time he bucked into me.

Shameless noises left my mouth, panting and mewls and pitiful moans.

"Alastor..." I moaned breathlessly, feeling his thrusts speed up after that, "Alastor..."

His hand slithered around my throat, holding me firmly but very very gently. He nipped at my back, leaving love bites and kisses against my skin.

"Keep saying my name..." he growled next to my ear, "scream it."

His thrusts got so rough that I gasped with each one, my bottom slapping against his pelvis loudly.

The tightness in my core felt unbearable, my legs beginning to shake while my muscles tensed.

"A-Alastor..." I whimpered weakly, just trying to hold on.

He growled, "what, sweetheart?" His voice purred and I winced, my fingers tightening around the blanket as he continued to slam into my deepest spot.

"Alastor!" I finally managed to get out a bit louder, and he chuckled. He reached down and started massaging my clit, causing me to gasp sharply and a visceral moan to leave my lips.

The closer I got the more ragged his moans were, and finally he slammed into me one last time, unraveling the knot.

I nearly fell apart, my body squirming. He didn't let up on his thrusts, holding me firmly in place.

"Stay right there..." he panted, "I'm so close, my love, just stay right there..."

Butterflies flooded my stomach when he said that, and it was motivation enough to fight against my body's sensitive and screaming nerves.

His thrusts got sloppy, his movements erratic.

A few more of those fast, sloppy thrusts and he let out a series of nasty curses before gasping and burying himself in me. 

He twitched against me and I could feel him throbbing inside me, warmth following quickly after.

His loud moaning got quieter and soon he was just panting.

"Fuck..." he sighed, using one hand to rub my bottom gently.

Slowly he pulled out of me, but the feeling in my core was still there. I wasn't done.

"Wonderful as always, honey," he said, catching his breath. I turned around, giving him a devious smile.

He blinked, glancing to the side and then back to me. He smiled nervously and chuckled.

I crawled towards him slowly, a little growl rumbling in my chest. My growl isn't nearly as threatening as his...but it got the message across.

It's my turn.

Pulling myself into his lap, I laid him onto his back, straddling his hips.

"I never said I was finished~" I purred at him, running my hands up his chest. He smiled excitedly up at me, blushing heavily.

"Is that so?" He growled slightly, lightly dragging his claws up my waist, "well, I'm all yours...just give me a minute to—"

I shook my head, placing my palm firmly against his chest as I lifted myself and used my other hand to grab his cock and position it correctly.

His ears laid back and the blush on his face grew darker as I lowered myself onto him. As soon as he slipped into me, he sucked in a hiss.

"Ok...that works as well..." he said, his voice sounding strained.

I giggled evilly and rocked my hips up and down, making a pleasant feeling blossom in my lower stomach.

My hand stayed flat against his chest as if I were holding him down, and his eyes rolled up slightly before he closed them and took a deep breath.

He reached forward and grabbed my ass, lifting me slightly and trying to use me to fuck himself. I tsk'd and grabbed his hands, which made him open his eyes in confusion.

Sorry, babe...you're not in charge right now.

I shook my head, panting slightly as I kept rocking my hips torturously slow.

Taking his wrists, I pinned them beside his head and he lowered his eyelids. I was leaned over him now, my lips hovering above his.

"I'm fucking you right now. Not the other way around, got it?" I said, and he grinned up at me, nodding.

"Yes ma'am," he said with a cheeky smile, and I giggled triumphantly.

That dominance being established, I was craving more stimulation. I lifted myself up and started bouncing against him quickly.

He moaned through grit teeth and then chuckled. I was still pinning him down, and of course I knew he could break free any second.

He knew that, too.

I guess he's having fun with this, too, since he's letting me pretend I'm stronger.

However, I needed my hands so I was going to ask for a small favor of him.

"Baby..." I huffed, pausing my movements for a moment. My hips did keep rocking slightly, though.

"Yes, dear?" He asked, coming out of his daze immediately at hearing the tone of voice I always use when I need something.

I pulled his wrists above his head, holding them together like how he does to me sometimes. Except he can fuck me and hold my wrists, I can't even wrap my hand around both of his wrists so...

"Can you bind yourself, please?" I asked, slowly letting go to make sure he understands I want him to stay that way.

He looked up at me a moment longer, but his smile widened and suddenly there was a thick rope tied around his wrists.

I smiled excitedly and resumed bouncing immediately, causing him to promptly yank against his restraints.

His back arched slightly and I ran my hands up his abs and over his shoulders. I was going quickly, the knot returning to my stomach almost instantly.

"You're my bitch, now," I said through my heavy breaths, and smiled at him. His eyes turned black, bright red pupils staring back at me as he snarled.

I leaned down quickly and kissed him, forcing my tongue into his mouth. He moaned deeply, and as I pulled away I bit his lip and tugged on it slightly, giving him a teasing little smile.

He once again tugged at his restraints, his hips twitching slightly as his eyes slowly went back to normal. He huffed and closed his eyes but I grabbed his face and made him look at me.

"Eyes on me," I ordered.

He opened them halfway, and I released his face. The smile he was giving me was completely dazed and I could tell he was enjoying himself.

I angled myself to where he was sliding back and forth against my g-spot with each bounce, and I whimpered softly.

My body folded over his, and I held onto him tightly. It was weird not having his arms wrap me up when I did that, but I also loved that he couldn't touch me.

I laid gentle kisses along his jaw and down his neck, and he started to pant heavily.

"Aria..." he warned, but I ignored him.

I kept kissing down his neck, finding his pulse with my lips and staying there. If it felt good when he bit me...I wonder if he'll like it, too.

I sucked against his skin, and he shuddered, gasping.

His hips bucked up against me and I pulled up quickly and shook my head at him.

The glare he gave me was delicious, and he growled at me, but complied. Once he was still, I resumed what I was doing.

I made sure the mark was extra dark, and slipped my hands into his hair. I pulled against the strands before sliding up to his ears.

I massaged them gently and he groaned loudly, arching his back again.

"My love, s-slow down honey...I-I'm getting close again..." he strained out, and I sped up my bouncing, licking up his neck to his jaw.

I got close to his ear, and he took advantage of my close proximity and kissed my shoulder and chest.

"Please, daddy..." I whispered softly, feeling his breath hitch.

"Vixen..." he whispered shakily, and before he could say anything else I returned to his neck and sunk my fangs into the spot I'd been abusing.

"Oh my fucking god!" He yelled, followed by a deep, heavy moan.

He started squirming, and gasping, "w-wait! Wait, a-Aria...I—fuck, I can't...h-hold it—" his words cut off with another moan and he started twitching wildly.

The moment I felt the warmth shoot up inside me, I lost it and unraveled on top of him. My body contracted and I let out a pitiful whimper against his skin.

There was a loud tearing noise and suddenly his hands were on my hips and I pulled away from his neck, watching blood leak from the tiny wounds I'd inflicted.

I looked down at him and his face was scrunched up tightly in a look of pleasure as he held onto my hips. He didn't stop my movements or hold me still, just touched me.

"I'm sorry—" he panted, "I'm sorry, I had to- hold you, I— fuck..." he had to catch his breath and I giggled.

Slowly I pulled myself up off of him, and he winced at the momentary stimulation. I collapsed next to him on the blanket, looking up at the sky for a second.

"That was fun..." I huffed, and he hummed.

I looked over and he had his eyes closed, chest rising and falling heavily.

I giggled at the sight, and rolled over, snuggling up next to him.

The small punctures on his neck from my teeth weren't healing, they had scabbed, but weren't healing.

"Hey, why didn't you heal your neck?" I asked him curiously, and he smiled, keeping his eyes closed.

"I want it to scar," he said simply, and I blushed.

Then we just laid next to each other, talking about nothing and watching the day pass by.