Sign Of The Times // A.H

Chapter 29 - Soldier

I haven't written smut in forever so please, please work with me.

Warnings: Degrading, mocking, bondage, sense play, choking. Drug abuse (non sexual), Suicide

Clothes were almost immediately thrown everywhere, leaving you in his shirt and panties and him in boxers. Aaron held your hips and guided you to the bed, him sitting down and you now straddling him; Aaron shifted you so you were straddling his right leg. He had a dark look in his eyes which only turned you on even more, he let go of his grip on your hips and remained eye contact. 

"Give me a show, princess." He ordered in his deep tone, still slowly waking up but frankly you loved his morning voice. You processed what he said and realized what he wanted before you slowly started grinding against his leg. The material of your panties rubbed against your clit and you felt that small fire in your stomach again. Your hips moved back and forth, slightly adding pressure to keep stimulation; you knew Aaron had you do this for your pleasure, or he would have placed you on his hips right above him to pleasure him. 

You accidentally let out a whimper and let your head fall into the crook of his neck. "No no, darling, look at me." Aaron lifted your chin up and you fluttered your eyes open, causing him to take a deep breath to compose himself as he looked into your eyes. His hands laid on your thighs and you went a little faster, now desperate to get a release. "Such a mess on my thigh, in my shirt."

You couldn't form words, you were too focused on your pleasure at the moment. Aaron's fingers dug into the flesh of your thigh at the sight of you weak for him, but he didn't realize what you were planning until you were right there. He waited until you were a grind away from cumming and he flipped you two over; you whined out in annoyance but it was cut off when Aaron's hand touched your throat. 

No words were said, just heavy breathing and small moans from the two of you. The shirt was ripped off of you and Aaron's lips touched every inch of your body eagerly, desperate to taste different regions of you throughout the time you have. Aaron grabbed his belt from his dresser and ordered your arms up; binding your wrists above your head you watched his movements.

Until he took that away too.

His tie went around your eyes and you were now left in only control of your legs, which you knew he would order you to not move. Aaron's footsteps were soft and almost muted, but the bed dipped in between your legs before your bra fell open and your breasts were quickly hard from both arousal and the cold temperature in the room. Aaron purposely flicked them and you bit your lip, his arms laying on either side of you. 

His fingers dragged from your lips all the way down to your now exposed clit. The soft pleasure rolled your head back and it fell onto the pillow gently, but the slow vanilla shit ended quickly when Aaron stripped fully and held your leg over his shoulder; he kissed your knee as his fingers dug into the flesh of your thigh again. The man wasted no time to enter you, immediately filling you and making you hold back a moan. 

You remembered Jack was just in the room by you and you had to be quiet or you'd wake him up. At the same time you knew you had to be quick with it or you'd traumatize the kid. Aaron got the message and let you adjust for a second before he started to fuck you. 

His grip on you continued to grow and you knew there would be bruises but you frankly didn't care; as he fucked you his hand grasped your throat and squeezed the sides, bending down and leaving love marks and bites all over you so they were visible to everyone who saw. You couldn't help but wonder if this meant you two were truly back together again, and if so would it be the beginning of a new one or continuing where you two were at. You weren't able to think of it too much when you felt the pit in your stomach again and Aaron's hand found your clit. 

Your orgasm raced around the corner and your breathing became more and more rapid before your back arched up to Aaron, your head turning into the pillow to muffle the moan that rolled off your tongue with Aaron's name following. The noise and the name blew him over the edge and he came with you, him hiding his moans in your neck. His thrusts became sloppy as he slowed to a stop and you two were in a sweaty panting daze. 

"Are you okay..?" Aaron's soft voice rang throughout your ears as you felt the blindfold undo and come off of your face. You nodded as he undid the belt as well, helping you slip out of it. "Promise?" 

"I promise, Aaron." You smiled sheepishly and pecked his lips, "man I missed you, and this." You giggled a little and Aaron held you close to him while he kissed your cheek gingerly. The breeze from the house shifted through you two and you shivered before Aaron threw the blanket over you two. 

"What happens now?"

"What do you mean?" 

"You know what I mean, Y/N.." Aaron brushed a strand of hair behind your ear and you sighed, knowing exactly what he meant; you were afraid he didn't want the same thing you wanted, that he wanted to start from the beginning or perhaps not at all. "I want whatever you want, whether that's starting over or continuing where we left off." He answered your mind.

"I wouldn't mind continuing where we left off," you nibbled on the inside of your cheek. In other words, please get engaged to me again I miss you, was what you were trying to say. 

"I wouldn't mind that either." His hazel eyes got you stuck like they always did, causing you to sigh silently in a melting way and kissing him deeply. "I love you so much Y/N, and I will forever be in regret about what I said."

"We both made mistakes, it's okay my love. I love you too.." You caressed his cheek and pecked his lips again, his stubble brushing your chin.

"I made a mistake I will never make again, and if I do you have full permission to punch me."

"I won't ever punch you, Aaron."

"You will if I tell you to." His brow arched and gave you a challenging look. You gave him the same one as if you were in a face-off. "You're naked right now, unless you wanna go again I suggest you finish with 'yes sir' and move along."

"And if I don't?"

He grabbed you thigh and lifted your outside leg up before inserting two fingers into your entrance. Your breathing hitched and you grabbed his wrist to both stop him but at the same time just grip something.

Aaron didn't move, neither of you did. The home phone rang and you both ignored it, making him soon start fingering you. You were already sensitive from the last orgasm and the edging while riding his thigh. Aaron continued while the phone stopped ringing and you both listened to the voicemail but also didn't pay attention.

"Hey..uh..Aaron? Y/N? I may have done something, but it felt so good. I relapsed, and I think this time I took too much," Sean's drowsy voice ran through the machine, Aaron slipping out of you and you sat up slipping on Aaron's shirt. "Anyways, uh..I think I might need to go to the hospital, or not. I love you guys though, life's just kinda..tiring now. Wow I'm so sorry but I don't wanna be alive."

"Call Jessica." You ordered while putting on your panties and some pants before slipping on ballet flats and running out the door. Aaron got dressed before running with you and starting the car while buckling up. You called Sean and prayed he picked up but you got nothing.

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Hey Peaches,

I think its time for a countdown now!
29/36-37

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~ Brook ❤