⚠︎︎DANGER⚠︎︎ SLIM SHADY IS HORNY

The final "visit"

I've been visiting Marshall for months now, at his Beckon call, he's made me make our relationship public so they don't find it weird when we move in. Christian, of course, was shocked, but not surprised. He assumed something was going on between us.

"I still feel like this is quick" Christian mumbles, us chilling at a coffee shop, for once I'm not afraid Marshall is gonna pop up in my messages out of no where, since he wanted me to tell Christian.

"I know, but that's the way Marshall is ya know, he doesn't like us being apart" I mention, which, despite all the bullshitting taking place during conversation, it is true, and Christian knows that.

"Yeah I guess, he does have that trait in relationships" he sighs, "but are you ready for it?" He asks, and I smile softly

"I feel like I'm at a point in my life where its like 'why not' ya know?" I say and he hums in return.

"Have you guys- er- been intimate yet..?" Typical Christian. "Yes we have..." he blushes and looks away, "why did I even ask? What was I expecting, it's Marshall" he chuckles lightly, and I join him.

***

I had been slowly bringing my stuff over when ever he called me over, but today was the last load, tonight is the last night I stay in my own home, I've already put it on the market.

"You sure you don't want to stay tonight?" He grumbles, sipping a Red Bull at his kitchen counter. I sigh, "yes I'm sure, I have a few things to do tomorrow, plus I want to have one last night alone" I mumble and he scoffs, "Don't front, you love sleeping with me"

I roll my eyes and turn around, "never said I didn't but I will miss being alone" "you act like you're being held prisoner, no ones stopping you from doing what you do" he spits, narrowing his eyes at me. "when you text me in the middle of work, yeah you're disturbing what I do" I say and he rolls his eyes, "well you quit right? There's no point in working when I can buy you anything under the sun... Including but not limited to lingerie..." he chuckles, taking another sip. I can't help but let out a soft laugh, but I'm still fearful of him seeing me in things like that.

***

It's later and he's got me in his arms while he watches the news. "I'm hungry, what do you feel like?" He asks, pulling his phone out of his pocket. "Take out? uhm... sushi" I suggest and he nods, looking up local sushi places that do take out, he orders from one and he turns his attention back to the tv.

When the sushi arrives, we sit down at the kitchen island and eat a pretty awkward meal. "What time are you coming over tomorrow?" He asks and I ask myself the question. 6...7.. idk the latest possible.

"like 7..?" I mumble, popping a roll in my mouth. "Why so late?" He groans, resting his head in his palm. "I've got stuff to do" "yeah, like what?" "None of your business" he scoffs "so you're avoiding me?" He chuckles, causing me to turn my gaze away from him.

"no, I'm not. I'm going to see my parents" "Ah, then butter my image up for me, Mhm?" Marshall, is on decent terms with my family, but the better his image the easier to fool them. Whatever makes their daughter happy. "Sure.." I agree softly, tired of the conversation.

***

"I'm bored" Marshall grumbles, us sitting on the couch like earlier. "Ok..?" I sigh, turning my attention back to the tv. "I wanna do something" he whines and I internally cuss him out, he's acting like a child. "What?" I spit, already tired of his shit. He sneaks his hand up my skirt and into my panties. "Of course this is what you mean..." I groan, grabbing his wrist. "I don't want to" I tell him and he lets out and exaggerated groan. "But I do" he whines, like I give a shit? "Lemme fuck you..." he begs, like he can't just do what he wants to me, he's a manipulative little shit, I'll give him that. The illusion of choice, smart game to play Mathers.

"I'll do all the work, pweeaseeee" he sits up, pulling me into him and looking at me with puppy eyes. "Ugh, you're not going to stop asking until I give in" I grumble and he smiles innocently, "then just say yes already and quite wasting your time" he suggests, pouting like a child asking for candy.

"Fine, just be gentle, got it?" I mumble, getting on my back, him getting on top of me. He pulls our clothes off quickly and stares at me for a good 2 minutes, his eyes devouring me. "Are you just gonna stare?" I ask, narrowing my eyes at him in annoyance.

"You're so beautiful... God baby I never wanna stop looking at you" he whispers. This is the first crumb of an actual compliment I've been given since this entire situation started, so it felt weird, I got butterflies, I didn't want to feel warmed by his words, but I was.

Slowly, he enters me, making me whimper. He's fuck me a many times after the first but I never get used to his size.

"You feel so good" He moans, burying his head in my neck and holding my thighs in his hands, keeping them spread for him. Feeling his hot breath in my neck makes the rest of my body feel cold. Hearing him groan in my ear gives me a weird form of arousal.

He goes in and out, slowly but with such an amazing rhythm I feel like exploding. "Mhm... fuck" he moans, his hands rubbing my thighs.

"Your mine, your mine, say your mine, mine..." he whispers, but obviously intending for me to hear. He lets out another moan, grinding into me.

"I'm yours, I'm all yours" I moan, now, I wouldn't have said it if I wasn't feeling like I was in the fucking clouds, but in that moment, I truly believed he owned me, he had the rights to do anything he wanted to me, and I'd accept it, welcome it.

"Say my name.." he moans, his lips grazing my neck "I'm all yours Shady!" I moan out even louder, getting closer to my high.

"Good, now cum for me my little slut" he groans, as I feel his push into me with more force, causing us to both reach out highs.

He becomes a panting mess on top of me as he whispers "you're such a good pet"

I'm struggling to catch my breath. He pulls himself up to look at me fully, "you're a good girl... now that wasn't bad was it, tell me how it was, how do you really feel?" He smirks, still panting.
I blush, rubbing my thumb over his tip to collect our cum that was coving it. I bring it to my mouth and suck on it, smiling softly. "It felt so good... Shady please only fill me up like that" I whimper, pulling him in to kiss him. He seems shocked at my post-orgasm opinion.

He pulls away and smirks, pulling my hair behind my ear and asks, "now do you still wanna go home or does my little slut wanna go to sleep with her Master?" He asks, and like a naive girl who fell for his manipulative compliments, I said, "I wanna go to sleep with you" I bite my lip, "who?" He asks, smirking.

"Master"