Words aren't able to describe the feeling of Cato kissing me. I feel as though I am drowning, yet able to breath perfectly fine. He is my air.
Cato's lips are pressed to mine with such force and passion, I am completely caught off guard. I stand still as stone as he presses into me, clinging to my face as if I am his only life source. And then the moment passes, and my body reacts.
I grab his shirt, pulling him closer to me as I bite at his lip. Cato groans, dropping his hands from my face to my waist as he licks his tongue along my lower lip, asking for entry. He sweeps into my mouth when I open for him, his tongue meeting mine. I moan, unable to stop the sound from escaping, while Cato drags his right hand down to cup my rear. Cato, I beg in my mind, not wanting to break the kiss to form the words. Cato responds with a growl, lifting me up, placing both of my legs around his waist. My hands reach for his face and I kiss him deeper, pulling myself forward so that there is no space between us.
I gasp as my back hits the wall. Cato pulls his mouth away, grabbing my hands, pinning them to the wall as he presses the rest of his body into mine and looks at me. "Couldn't even wait for me to walk to the bed," he pants smugly.
"Cato," I breathe, refusing to recognize the desperation in my voice.
"Yes?" he asks coily, pressing his hips into mine so I can feel him. My head falls back against the wall as he lowers his mouth to my collar bone. "Did you have something to say?" he continues, tracing a delicate pattern along my chest with his tongue.
"N—no," I manage to stutter even as my core tightens further and my betraying body grinds into him, searching for any type of friction. His laugh rumbles along my chest as he licks his way up to my neck.
"Look at you," Cato breathes, biting up my neck before licking the tender skin. "So responsive," he continues, biting my ear, as I let out a breathless sound. "Begging for friction," he looks down at my hips, pushing closer to me, preventing me from grinding against him. I whimper as I feel him hard as granite beneath me. "Are you wet for me?" I feel him smile against my neck. My back arches as my head falls back again, earning a chuckle from Cato. "Answer me, Princess."
Yes.
Unable to form words? He rumbles through my head in amusement.
Cato, I beg again, as he continues biting my neck.
Tell me.
What? I ask, confused.
Tell me what you want. I think for a second.
I want you to keep your promise.
Cato growls in response as he releases my arms, reaching between us. He quickly unbuttons my jeans, pushing his hand below the waistline of my panties. I gasp as he cups me, holding me there, trapping me between his hand and the wall, preventing me from any sort of movement. Cato swears. "You're soaked," he mumbles against my skin. "Cato," I practically cry out as I try to push into him, my back arching beneath him. He lightly traces up my seam sending a shudder up my spine. Tears prick in my eyes as the need to come overtakes me. "Oh, Princess," he laughs, bringing his face back towards mine as he retreats his hand, pulling it out of my jeans. "We're only getting started," he smirks. I whine, cold and aching as he brings his glistening hand up to his lips, licking them clean. I shiver, my core aching painfully. "You taste sweeter than cookie dough," he laughs, pulling me away from the wall and walking me towards the bed. He plops me down on it, pulling me towards the edge of it as he kneels before me. "I guess you were right, Adhira," be grumbles, pulling all of my clothes off. "I am the one kneeling before you after all," he finishes, heat rushing through me as his eyes lock on my core. I gasp as he lowers himself to me, licking up my center. Cato growls at my response as he grabs my legs, pushing them out with his shoulders before returning to my core with his tongue. My hands shoot to his head and my back arches as he pushes his tongue deep within me. Cato rumbles against me when I pull at his hair as if it is the only thing keeping me from insanity, as pleasure builds in my body. My back begins to arch as it begins to build, but Cato pulls away, retreating his tongue yet again, denying me what I desire most. "Cato," I whimper, pulling at his hair again. "I promised to make you beg, remember?" his eyes glowing green.
"Please," I beg, not caring about how weak I sound.
"Please what?" he demands, squeezing my thighs as he sweeps a single stroke up my center.
"Please let me come," I cry, arching off the bed.
"Not good enough," he rumbles.
"Ca—" I scream, the words cut off as Cato plunges two fingers into me. I shut my eyes, riding his fingers, chasing the ultimate pleasure. "Beg!" I barely hear Cato over the sounds of my cries.
"Please, Cato!" I scream, the climax building yet again.
"Open your eyes, Princess," he commands. "I want to see the look on your face as I unravel you." I snap my eyes open looking down at him just as he lowers himself to my core again to suck on me, his fingers pumping in and out of me. "Come for me, Adhira," he demands, flicking his tongue around me as the climax takes over. I scream as I come, Cato becomes ravenous as he licks up everything I give him. I fall back on the bed, exhausted as Cato presses a kiss to my inner thigh before rising up to meet my eyes. I whimper when I feel him, hard against me, as he pins me to the bed with his body.
"Cato," I move, to reach for him.
"Not tonight," he whispers against my lips before pressing his to mine, the taste of me lingering there still. "Sleep," he tells me, pulling away from me, lifting his shirt off and over his head before pulling it over me. "Rest, Princess," he whispers, laying on the bed next to me, pulling me to his chest. I fall asleep on Cato's chest as he runs his hands through my hair.
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So... that was really awkward lol. Worth it but I was legit writing this is a cafe and... yikes guys. I was legit so paranoid someone was watching from out the window, plus I was blushing and stuff, so yeah. I DO THIS FOR YOU hehe. Love ya'll, have fun recovering mentally from this (I will lol).
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FantasyLong ago, In the Kingdom of Heimweh, I am told there was peace. I am told that we once lived in a time where the sky not only held the sun, but the stars as well, with an ability to shift light and dark as it felt. I am told that the light shone eve...