Once she'd pulled from the tip he let out a bit of a breath. Almost wishing it hadn't stopped so soon but then again. He definitely had other desires. "Mmm you may be onto something" He replied as he pushed forward. His hand in her hair lightly guiding her head back smidge as he leaned to again nip at the side of her neck for a moment. "Get up...." He whispered as he finally paused then slowly moved himself to stand. Pulling her up by the arm even after asking.
She moved up fluidly to stand beside him, stumbling
slightly on her kitten heels. "Not yet, but I hope I'm on something
soon," she purred.
"Oh you're funny" He smarted back slowly
back her for a tall long table not but a few feet further back into the main
part of the room. Soon pushing her against it he again moved to roughly press
his lips. His hand slowly moving for her collar bone. Careful at first to make
sure she didn't stop him as his hand slowly moved up for her throat.
She smiled peacefully at him as he maneuvered her to
the table, and kissed him fervently as she wrapped her legs around him. When he
went for her throat, her eyes flicked up to his.
"You... might prefer it from behind," she
suggested.
Hearing her he was a bit thrown by how on one hand she
seemed so into what he was doing. Yet, she still felt the need to hint at
request? "Don't rush me" He sort of scoffed at her a bit though a
playful smirk was still evident on his face as his hand instead began to slowly
move down for her titts and instead he moved to nip at the side of her neck a
bit rough. Sucking her soft skin in between his teeth as he let out a low moan
against her.
"I wouldn't dream of rushing you," she
murmured. Her body tensed again as his hand moved toward her (flat) chest, but
when he moved to nip at her neck instead, she relaxed and answered his moan
with a soft one of her own, cuddling up against him.
He was already going there so complain? No. However as
his hand moved over her breasts where her titts should have been had had to
admit they felt even lesser than they appeared. Still he spent a moment playing
it off still sucking at that tweet spot on her neck and pushing against her
before his hand finally slid down her side to grasp a bit roughly at the
clothing she wore.
She squirmed. "Hey—" she protested.
"Look, I want you to fuck me, I do, but do you have to mess about with my
clothes and touch me in unnecessary places?"
"How am I suppose to fuck you without removing
SOME clothing?" He replied now really looking at her in confusion. And
honestly her entire constant charade was beginning to slowly become a real mood
killer.
She merely tsked. "It's not that difficult,"
she said, a little impatiently; an average of eight paying customers a night
could attest to that. She handed him a condom and subtly reached behind herself
to adjust one of the straps on her device to allow him entry without giving
away her awkward secret. "Put this on and I'll show you, okay?" she
asked, a little more gently. She was hungry for it, and this game of hers was
high stakes— high risk (especially if the man she was with wasn't at least a
little bit bi) and higher reward. She'd had one or two guys clock it and go
berserk on her, but she didn't die easy, and besides that, she liked a little
pain... or a lot of it. But she felt somewhat of a connection with this one,
insofar as that was possible, and some irrational part of her didn't want him
angry with her.
Well if that's what she wanted she certainly wasn't
doing the best at avoiding it. For a moment he looked at her a bit sullen like.
Well something was better than nothing right? Slowly letting out a breath his
eyes broke away from hers long enough to do as she asked before looking to her
again. "Well? You want to tell me where I'm putting this? Sense you're a
picky little bitch" He slightly smarted at her. A faint smirk on his face
as he spoke leaning his face in rather close to hers as his body continued to
press up against hers. His eyes searching hers for some indication she wasn't
going to go suddenly flipping or backing out as at this point he was almost
expecting anything.
"I am a picky little bitch, thank you for
noticing," she teased. "Now... you said you wanted to bend me over
something, right? Or... did you want me facing you?"
There it was again. Finally letting out a slow breath
he roughly moved to grab her arm and flipped her around to fast his hips
shoving up behind her a bit aggressively. "Now... Any other requests
bitch? Or should I stop taking them at all?" He sort of smarted mockingly
in her ear. His voice tinted with the bit of frustration he was definitely
feeling at this point. At this point he was starting to think she was either a
virgin or way to worried about something probably really stupid.
"Yeah," she said, relaxing her body and
pressing back, impaling herself on him. "Don't be too gentle. But don't
touch my hair, or my chest, or between my legs," she reiterated.
The tone of his voice turned her on even more and she
could feel her cheeks heating. Her breathing was coming in faster with her
desire and she pressed back against him needily.
As she pushed back into him, damn near lining her up
to slide onto his shaft he immediately responded. Hips shoving into her a bit
roughly from behind as he let out a heavy breath. "Well all you had to say
was you wanted it in the ass" He sneered smartly against the back part of
her neck as he thrusted deeper into her a second time letting out a low heavy
breath.
She cried out at the heady mixture of pleasure and
pain. "Silly me," she panted. "Believe it or not, some guys are
squeamish about that, I had no way of knowing if you were one, and I want you, so... forgive me."
"Oh I'm definitely an ass man" He chuckled
lowly before letting out a low moan. For a moment distracted by the fact she'd
just said she wanted him in such a way it only turned him on more. Shoving into
her a bit harder his hand slowly moved across her ribs. At first he was about
to go for her titts and that's when it suddenly hit him. Brow furrowing a bit
as he let out a heavy breath his hand instead slowly moved for her shoulder.
Biting his lower lip he thought for a moment and pushed into her once more before
suddenly moving to pull back out. Grabbing her hip he suddenly yanked her
around to face him and for a moment his brow furrowed as he looked at her.
"I've met some weird bitches in my day but.... All of them wanted to get
off themselves when it was willing. Why don't you?" He asked and honestly
the suspicion and confusion now showed in his eyes as he looked her over slowly
this met her gaze again.
"Good to know," she breathed, moaning softly
as he shoved into her. She was just barely beginning to lose herself in bliss
when he pulled out, and she made a sound of obvious disappointment.
When she suddenly was turned to face him, her teal
eyes opened wide and she blinked at him a couple times. "Wh... what do you
mean, 'when it was willing?'" she asked, her lawyer instincts kicking in,
telling her to redirect.
SIGYN
//oh noooo
NI
//ROFLMAO not a good redirect option either. 🤣
SIGYN
//oh she's not gonna care if he's a rapist lmao
NI
//I mean all my white muses are 😂
so I'd hope not.
"No... No no" He shook his head in response.
"I asked you a question. Why are you avoiding it?" He asked his
expression only intensifying as he looked at her. For honestly she couldn't be
THAT stupid flaunting herself to the likes of himself and then shocked about
the latter topic.
She smiled dreamily and kissed him, cupping the base
of his head firmly as she did. She was... a little stronger than she looked,
and more than a little annoyed at his sudden questioning.
"I was enjoying you," she reassured him.
"I just don't understand the need to be so handsy."
Honestly that answer only made him grow a bit more
annoyed. Even as her lips brushed his he easily noticed the grip on his neck.
Which due to everything else sent more red flags suddenly rushing through his
head. As if he hadn't heard if things like this before though .. not
necessarily in this nature. Suddenly moving to slam her back against the table
again his hand went for her throat now. Not even waiting to see if it was ok
this time. Instead his grip tightened on her a bit as his dark hues bore down
into hers.
"You some sort of fucking queer?!" He
whispered almost tauntingly now. Releasing her throat on sudden unlike he moved
first to grasp at the fabric over her titts pulling it down as he did and
slightly ripping it in the process. Well eyes locking with hers his expression
now had a permanent lack of anything but annoyance on it. Though feeling what
he did... Or more so what he did not! Caused his nostril to slightly twitch.
NI
//I'm sorry on behalf of..... He's a DICK 🤣
SIGYN
//oh no he's fine! It takes a lot to offend me XD
Serena moaned and arched her back as he grabbed her
throat. She did barely manage a nod in answer to his question before he ripped
down her skater dress. Disappointment clouded her expression.
"So can I assume you've lost interest?" she
asked, a little glumly.
NI
//Ahaha ok good. Yeah he's so terrible sometimes
though granted..... She got lucky cause I think he kinda likes her attitude but
at the same time he's still like wtf -Confusion- 🤣
Slowly inhaling he bit his lower lip as if in
frustration. At least he hadn't needed to keep pressing it. Though he would
have. It wasn't as though he was scared to per say but this!? Well it wasn't
like he hadn't EVER been with a guy before but this situation had certainly
just frustrated him far to much. "Next time try being fucking honest....
You'll find my kind aren't normally that hard to please" He finally
growled a bit in annoyance. At this point both a little confused because a part
of him didn't want to care but the rest of him was to angry.
Huffing a bit he turned already fastening his pants
again he let out an angry snarl and moved kicking over the smaller table in
front of the sofa before sitting back down. "You can go..... And next time
you want to pull that bullshit. Do it to Skorpa so I can at least get a kick
out of it" He snickered at the mere thought of the guy he hated most and
then let out another frustrated growl.
"If I'd have been honest," Serena said,
ignoring his dismissal and sitting next to him, "you wouldn't have even
tried me on." She sighed. "I don't know why I even care. I take about
half a dozen a day at my husband's club, only they all know what I am. That's
the draw, you see. Fucking a pretty boy in a dress. Here, it's different. More
thrilling. You're only about the ...hmm— third? person to catch on. Or maybe
that has something to do with the fact that before I came here, I was cruising
SLAA meetings and no one actually cared as long as.... Well, it doesn't matter,
I guess." She boldly rested her head on his shoulder. "I like
you," she murmured, "if it makes any difference at all. I genuinely
like you."
As she moved to sit Sigefrid cast her a bit of a glare
for a moment then shifting to lean against the opposite arm of the sofa his
hand moved beneath the furs to pull a small bag out. A moment later and a turn
of his head he'd popped something into his mouth and moved to shove them away
again before suddenly shooting her a bit of raised eyebrow. "Yeah don't
make me laugh. You've not even seen me naked yet that's not possible" He
sort of scoffed at her.
"I'm not talking about your body, although that's
a tantalizing prospect. I'm talking about your personality. You intrigue
me," she said, with a little huff, scooting to cuddle up to him again. She
was damnably persistent.
Once she'd moved closer he stiffened a bit. His dark
hues shooting her a bit of an annoyed look. "Yeah sure .. Get off of
me" He growled a bit slightly moving to push her back away from him.
Offended, Serena scowled and clung to his arm.
"No," she said.
Immediately Sigefrid moved to try and pull away from
her. His eyes darting to glare daggers towards her for a very long moment as he
did. "What about fuck off do you not understand? Shit! You just lied to
me.... Manipulated me..... And now all you're doing is trying to fucking suck
up! Go! Get the fuck out of here!" He nearly snarled the last part a bit
angrily now.
"I...." She whimpered softly, confusion and
pain clouding her fair features. "I never told you a lie," she said.
"You flat-out asked me if I was queer and I admitted to it. I'm still here
because I want you. I don't understand...."
SIGYN
//oh I have something fun in mind for next reply 😈
NI
//Oh god. 😂
A low growl came from the back of his throat in
frustration. "Are you stupid or something to!? You should have admitted to
that shit before I had my dick in you!!" He snarled at her now looking
very on edge at this point. Only glaring at her.
SIGYN
//Okay next reply. Or soon XD she's caught up in
arguing now, but Soon 😈
"Why? What difference does it make?" she
snapped. "You were attracted to me. You called me beautiful! As far as I
can see, YOU'RE the one who lied to ME!"
Taking in a breath of frustration Sigefrid moved to
run his hand over his face looking off across the room now. "Yeah... You
are ... But you sure know how to turn a guy off to bitch" He smarted
harshly at her once his gaze moved back towards her.
That did it. Serena pulled a switchblade out of the
holster on her chastity belt and stabbed him in the shoulder. "So be
it," she whispered, tears forming in her large eyes.
The second the knife dug into his shoulder he let out
a growl in pain and his eyes went a bit in shock. Sitting there for a long
moment a bit frozen by the pain which he'd never been quite good with he
suddenly let out a snarl and moved yanking the leather sheath from the blade
attached to where his right hand shout be. "Fucking psycho bitch!" He
snarled viciously whirled to snatch at her with his good hand and pinned her
against the sofa fast. His blade soon pressing against her stomach. "You
want to play that game with me?" He began to snicker a bit breathlessly.
"Then let's fucking play" He snarled spitting in her face before
moving his own blade down suddenly burying it straight into the front of her
hip with a sudden hard shove.
Serena allowed Sigefrid to maneuver her with only a
little bit of token struggle, but the second he stabbed her, she relaxed and
smiled at him tenderly.
"I knew I liked you," she said, taking her
knife out of his shoulder and licking the wound with relish
Immediately letting out a hiss in pain as she yanked
it out he slightly twisted his blade into her and growled a bit in frustration
and even more confusion. "The fuck is wrong with you?" He breathed
out heavily.
She jumped slightly and bit her lip, biting back a
moan as he twisted the blade.
"Me?" she gasped. "I just wanted a
lover tonight. You're the one who's being so mean to me." She pouted, then
licked up his blood again, sighing happily at the taste.
She liked it, that much was evident. However this
wasn't exactly a good time for himself. Her lack of reaction mixed with the
pain from his shoulder and slight head high made him groan in frustration
again. "Mean? Yeah.... I'm the one who's mean in this situation" he
grumbled in irritation finally and yanking his blade from her hip he finally
pulled back. Swinging he then clocked her over the head as hard as he could
with the wooden hilt of the blade then moved to pull back again. His hand going
to his shoulder as he turned away and let out a breath of frustration.
She fell to the ground when he hit her with the hilt,
then slashed lightly at his ankle with her blade, not enough to do too much
damage, but enough to get his attention, maybe break a little skin.
"I can bandage that for you," she offered,
indicating his shoulder.
This time even a bit out of it he moved fast turning
and nearly running himself into the table in the process as he shot her a
dangerous look in warning. Not that he thought it would do any good at this
point but seriously!? "So you can fucking do it again?!" He shot
nostrils slightly flaring at her as he glared.
She looked up at him in confusion. "Why would I
stab you again in the same spot where I bandaged you?" she asked.
"Honestly, I don't want to hurt you at all, but you hurt me!"
"YOU STABBED ME FIRST YOU TWISTED BITCH!!"
He shot back. Turning to throw one arm up in frustration he began to stalk off.
At this point unable to think of anything else he could do but leave himself
for the time.
She scrambled to her feet and went after him, grabbing
his arm. "I stabbed you because you pushed me away when I was trying to
make up with you," she snapped. "You hurt my feelings, I hurt your
flesh. And I offered to bandage you up. What's the big deal?"
How many times did he have to hit this bitch!? Oh
that's right. In some sick way she only seemed to like it. Coming to a stop as
she grabbed his arm he fought to take a slow breath. "I'd tell you but if
you haven't figured it out by now it would a waste of breath... Kind of like
your existence" He snarked at her not really even caring anymore. She'd
managed to make him probably more uncomfortable in more than one way within the
past twenty minutes or so than ANYONE had ever in his entire existence and that
was certainly saying something.
"Yeah?" she said glumly as she released his
arm. "That's what everybody said when I was growing up. I guess they were
right, if you can see it too. I just thought... I don't know, if I was pretty
enough, I could at least be good for something. I'm sorry, Sigefrid. Mm— don't
forget to disinfect that with alcohol before you bind it up. I hope you have
fun on your raid, and maybe...." She trailed off. She wanted to say maybe
they'd meet again, but she didn't want to give him another reason to insult
him. She'd already healed from the physical wounds he had inflicted on her, and
she cast him a forlorn look as she finally left him alone and walked away,
without so much as a limp.
SIGYN
//that was fun XD I can imagine, Sigefrid coming back
from his adventure, and Sebastian glomping him and acting all familiar, and
he's just like "...who the FUCK are you?"
NI
//Ahaha right?! 🤣
SIGYN
//I love playing a mentally unstable sex addict XD
and you're awesome! You're a lot of fun!
NI
//Lol I try. 🤣
But yes it was very amusing. I'm not gonna lie there
were a few times I was like "Oh god how is this gonna go?" ROFLMAO
SIGYN
//yesssss, same!
/end 4:46 p.m.
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