365 Hours with Rufus Shinra (FFVII: Rufus x OC)

ch8. can you, please, stop driving me f*cking crazy for you?

HER BACK CRASHED on the door of their room as they rushed in. His mouth found hers right away. His hands glided all over her, clutching on her dress. He kissed her with a wild intent. She tasted the wine on his tongue and before she even knew it, she was flipped over. Her hands found the wooden surface of their suite's door. She pressed her forehead against it as his hands worked skilfully on her dress, and undid the zip.

Her dress dropped around her ankles and she turned back around to start kissing him again. She wanted his lips on hers. She wanted to feel his heartbeat pounding against hers. She knew she shouldn't do anything that he didn't ask her to, but her hands still worked on his tie, loosening it, tossing the piece of clothing in an unseen dark place in their bedroom.

The wine rushed hot in her veins as he forced his tongue down her throat. She gasped. His hand found her hair, pulling her head back and revealing her neck. He let go of her lips and slipped below. He trapped her skin between his lips and he sucked hard till he was leaving another bruise. His tongue snuck out, licking the red mark, making it sting till she was gasping again. He wasn't intending to be kind tonight. No.

She was there to please him. As per their contract, he owned her. He was there to remind her of that. He was there to remind himself of that.

Her fingers were tight around his shirt, trying desperately to take it off and touch his skin beneath. His own hands were digging bruises on her back, her waist, her thighs. His hand slipped beneath her panties and caught the metallic chain, pulling both balls out. Her head rolled back against the door with a gasp. Her legs trembled as she tried to adjust at the sudden absence of the small metallic objects that had been pressing deliciously on her walls that now had nothing to clench onto.

She heard the sound of metal clacking on the floor and his fingers slipped inside of her. Her eyes squeezed shut as he gently massaged her insides while his mouth suckled on her neck till it was filled with swollen bruises. How could he be so good at this?

She was only wearing her black bra and her panties whilst he was still fully dressed. No matter the alcohol that made her head buzz, and the harsh, slow strokes of his fingers, she was aware enough that it still wasn't fair. Her hands reached for his shirt, undoing the buttons, revealing more and more of his chest beneath.

But before she could touch him, his hands withdrew from inside of her and caught both her wrists. He pulled his face back up to look at her. A look of displeasure. How dare she act on her own accord?

"Did I ask you to undress me, Hannah?"

Damn him. "N- No,"

A smirk spread across his lips as he leaned in and his breath found her lips. "Disobedience is not tolerated," his voice ice-cold, matching his look.

He caught her hands and led her towards the bed. He sat at the edge, and urged her to sit on his lap with her back against his chest. One hand was tight around her belly, the other tore her panties away. Her head rolled back on his shoulder and his breath found her ear.

"You're gonna come for me three times, Hannah..." his hand slipped up and dipped two of his fingers in her mouth. Her tongue snaked around his fingers, coating them in her saliva "...or else, I'm gonna have to think of different ways to punish you, and they may not be so pleasant,"

She shivered. Damn him. Three times? Three times?! Was he trying to murder her? Because she sure as hell knew that he wasn't going to stop on three times and she wouldn't be able to walk tomorrow morning.

He removed his fingers from her mouth and she bit her tongue when his fingers found her mound, her clit, and then her hole, pushing in. He slipped in deep easily. Her stretched walls clenched around him needily when his fingers started moving. They moved in and out slow at first, but keeping up the pace as he moved on. Each time reaching deeper, till he found that spot and she gasped. Her head rolled back against his shoulder and her eyes shut.